Long Clearings Poems

When will we gain the wisdom to survive
this disturbing 
degenerate
NegativEnergy
adolescent denialism
of fascist climate-bullying tendencies
toward shrieking violence
at silent displaced victims,
creating rivers of homeless 
multi-degenerating non-thriving refugees?

Where are the all growed up
nurturing regenerate adults
in our capital cities?

On...

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I walk along the old familiar path in the wood of my childhood -
the place that I willingly abandoned  
for the lure of new friends and activities 
that carried me ever farther from my...

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Sacred Earths Tiny Dancer

Arise, My Beloved! I say, Arise, My Love!
For you are a Sacred Dancer
In the Great Spirit's grand and glorious ceremony—
A hallowed space where
Ancient mountains spirited stories in stone.

Valleys cradle the songs of...

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COMING HOME

She was an airport
on the flats by the river,
her signage, lights and markings
outlining corridors that couldn’t
be seen in the sunlight of day
A black silhouette from a full harvest
moon, he landed in her life full...

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The meadows clearing....

Surrounded by the forest, afore the mountains sculpted by time

Majestic splendors, rising, beneath the blueish skies

With cascading waters, of virgins white melting snow

Heavens unveilings, before all of our eyes

These gifts unto the living,...

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The Heights of Machu Picchu, Canto VIII
by Pablo Neruda
translation by Michael R. Burch

Ascend with me, my American love!

Let’s kiss these mysterious stones together!

The Urubamba’s torrential silver
lures pollen to fly from its golden chalice
while above this...

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Trees, big or small, soothe poets,
Big or small, they are advisors, artists
Who soothe the storms of the lonely souls,
They stand out like magicians
Before the subtle skies,

Trees soothe poets, big or small,
They retain birds and their...

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The Appalachian Trail is quite a long path.
Not many can go the whole way.
For those not content to do the math
It’s five million strides, so they say.

Most hikers elect to go part of the way.
A...

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I.

Eros walked slowly through the forestland,
   Near Mount Olympus, in the soft twilight.
By his side, he held his bow in his hand,
   As he walked on through the advancing night.
Above the...

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Creeping creepy creepers, the crawling trellis
jutting out of everywhere
snaking through country and metropolis
twisting turning in floral bliss
but more like snakes that hiss
But in quietude feign death for self-defense! 

Weeping willows with an unreal surreal sorrow
weeping...

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I turn to my girl highlighting Mayday is near
A day of spectacle that the whole village views
There's Jesters of folly and Knights without fear
Witnessing lances and jokes, always going askew

To view such we can venture...

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In a winter chorus, autumn’s rouge and sallow shed.
Their shuffle settles loamy dregs of timber lords.
As they await the hurling puff to haply brush the forest floor,
of what to grace their lot, they’ve lack. No...

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TRAIN – 1958

On a warm summer evening
at North Philadelphia Station
the 6:19 on track three, the "Spirit
of Saint Louis-Limited" from Penn Station
New York, Newark and Trenton bound for
Thirtieth Street, Paoli, Lancaster, Harrisburg
Altoona, Pittsburgh, Columbus, Cincinnati
Indianapolis and...

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Homey eyes of peasant stew
A cozy-colored mossy mew
Stony cottage, snowcheeks bleu
The forest fins for frosted fruits.

The warmest thought speaks crumbly bread
A partridge purr puffs through my head
That grants the grunkest grue a ‘Get!’
To packrat out...

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Autumn day's goldenrays seap through heaven's gentle blues
                    Shading, tangled leaves fire colors,autumn's unfallen few
It's flowered...

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I dive into thoughts, wishing my verses would soar ever higher,
Like a bird with boundless wings, lost in distant and divine horizons,
But they only float, like water birds with netted feet,
Tilting their wings in vain,...

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"Turkey Fowl"
1776: The Eagle, The Dove, or the Turkey?

Great Seal of the United States

What should we choose for a symbol of our new life?

American birth of a nation

Declaration Committee chosen

Midwife of an egg Eagle, Dove,...

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In a domain, now lost in time,
There roamed a minervoo over the land.
With five hairy legs under platelets of rime;
They skidded and skated, they frimmed and they frammed.

But by far the scariest, creature of all,
Was...

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She called me up quite distressed, asked if I could please help  
her grand daughter was afraid to sleep in her room because of a ghost 
I told her I did mostly readings, that...

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By Laura Dee Battle
November 21, 2014

In this farewell there's no tears in my eyes
There's no regretting what I could have been
Because I've silenced my forbidden voice with lies
Patched up this quilt of love deep inside...

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Hot and wet as heaven pion
Rainfall scattered warm clarion, dropped some their leaves
Referred to evergreen rainforest

Girl starred being black, smiled for dark spots with silver-grey eyes
Kingdom animalia said: “Where is our crown?”
Heavy logging answered

Tilar wana...

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This day has not seen the sunlight
It feels the night finds no excuses 
For the darkness of this day
I cannot put my mind to bed

       Please.... O God, 
...

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In a highland glen through a forest of green
For years untouched it has to be seen
Giant ferns from the prehistoric age
In this place where i walk is natures stage

Clearings so lush, breath taking sights
A break...

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disarmed of perspective, mindless,
to this ancient forest I pay homage,

my senses soaked in misty meadows,
the dark-green carpets of its clearings,

as rough edges of leafy bough sway
and cut the blank blue of their only sky;


 ...

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Japanese Scout 1942
Oh yer poncing on Kokoda and you see a little Jap,
Like a Rabbit with the Myxo, he dunno where he's at,
So he plonks at you with bullets, per Arisaka gun,
5 shots an he's...

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