Long Cleanly Poems

"The Depths"

From the depths
silence.

Where 
are the voices
of other 
women?

In that other place,
the monsters violate, 
they take and take
bloody all, what they want

the dreams of women
are torched, murdered, 
next to them, 
the sweet dreams of lives...

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My wounded heart drinks deep from the rotting gut of misery,
Humanity vomits its relics onto the oozing tiles of the real.
I see kids chewing syringes like candy canes,
Their innocence smashed, face down on the concrete...

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"Fraudulent"



A writer writes of people 
walking lonely dark streets
begging for bread, shelter and cold without all

like he’s been there
trudging up and downhill knocking on doors 
that judgmentally remain closed after glimpsed twigging -

a monumental fail,...

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**Trigger Warning**



"I Knew Anne Silently - My Ravenous Poe" 

I knew Anne.
you’d think 
with a name like hers
she’d be able to find her way 
out of unchartered waters.

it didn’t come as a suprise, 
then, on...

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Walking down the alley behind the buildings on Royal street the Mandevilla and Jasmine vines line the sidewalk calming my stressed nerves.  The sweet fragrance of the flowers intoxicating my senses.  My luggage...

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Scotch Tape Sweepstakes

The easy to handle
sticky sided material
made of a variety of materials, including
cellulose acetate, polypropylene,
PVC, and adhesive
(alluded to in the title)
applied in an innovative manner
allowing, enabling, and providing me
the means and ways to affix...

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Can I lend my brains for a day, year and minute only?
My heart only left to see if poetry will exist

Yet poetry is taunting me, trying to reconcile with my past
My step father’s abusive days,
Days...

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Sinister glacial dissolution 
verging on huge jagged icebergs reverberate
nature mocking bird song sans bot mot, 
braggadocio, rodomontade, et cetera
distinct, ear splitting, 
and fractal heaving snap, crackle and pop, 
cacophonously fabulous, incredulously humongous, 
and thunderously voluminous...

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It was a long journey and Martha’ flood gates had been closed for far too long

Altona Station and the 1.01 expected from Hannover was nowhere near in time

In her mind the intricate roof of the...

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Pure Fantasy 

Authors disclaimer this is the only poem that eye must disavow all attempts of 
actual emergence no murder will ever be done... 

The Central tower has a clock the people gather in the...

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"Laid Upon Their Alters" 

qhapaq hucha 
it begins at birth
the most precious 
resource of all

we are registered,
audited, one by one
under the rod measured
by lizard rule 

the capacocha 
children of complacency
dumbed down, some
thorns, uppity, removed

heads counted...

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The sovereign seal, a nation's solemn vow,
Embossed on parchment binding here and now.
Its statutes etched in native tongue and stone,
A people's will, distinctly, fiercely known.

But whispers rise on winds that cross the sea,
Of courts unseen...

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The Perfect Day


I believe I lived the perfect day, the ideal greatest day,
A day awash in a sunlit brilliance unseen since the first blink of Eden,
A day as buoyant as time standing resolutely still in...

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Long thin finger reaches out
	clicking the switch to lightning's flow
Quantum jumps but observed not
	electrons fly setting photons free

thinnest glass contain's the flow
	phosphorus excited brightly glows
piercing brightly with cold beams
	illuminating that which cannot be seen

sterile white...

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The turf is wet. 
Tinny rap splashes out, booming and the players are bouncing
Like boxers, ready for the air-balls
That they cleanly tap and set on the ground
With the surfaces of their cleats.
The rap is crashing.
The...

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Lavender and lace collide in hues
Of blushing rose, crimson prose
And wonderous virgin like whispers
Of music in tones of angelic notes
Breathing echoes of sensations
Sent from most clever hopes

Gold with sunshine warmth in shades
Of auburn, red and...

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George W. Towne

1847 – 1899

From Iowa I came by restless wagon train.
From the mid-west I arrived 
With satchel and silken scalp still intact.
I read Proverbs and Ecclesiastes to pass the time.
I read the Gospels of...

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He trained every day,
And took not for granted, 
The way his lethal blade
Sliced and Slanted.
Protecting himself 
was all that he knew,
Aside from the blood 
that his sword drew.
He'd go from sunrise 
'till the moon hit...

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to say that rumor has it
is to say that the World Trade Center
collapsed silently and cleanly like 
oppositely sexed Siamese twins
who discovered they could mate
I had all channels going full bore
aiming at involuntary insemination
with the...

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Friday night arrives,
leaves me gasping for breath 
as I try to compose myself 
and answer the door.
Six foot two and dark brown hair 
with doe brown eyes, 
cleanly shaved and
the rest of him hidden
behind an...

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Finished
i’ve been dragging around this life
too long
Done
everything I wanted, I had.  I did.
Don’t want to wait for it to end
too long
too long

Taking things into my own hands again
the right way
the way it Used to...

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I drift to you
Written  Chrismas 2014
By Joel Thornton
	
polluted start			run away
our day to drain
and you; this heart.

spirit of the cold machine
All your deceptive armor will rot
parsimonious mouth spiting dirt.
Brushed so cleanly.

I wish I was pure...

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In days of old when knights were bold and dungeons were dug deep 
Widely renowned back then was found, a race of hero sheep 
These sheep were strong, these sheep were tough, 
these sheep were...

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I have never seen anything quite like you.                           ...

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Nothing good can come of smoking
Forgive me if I sound like a healthnut
I’ve smoked about three packs in my lifetime so far
Mostly alone, to hide my shame
And I’ve digressed to conclude that

	Nothing good can come...

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