Long Coronet Poems

Clans, Ilks and Tartans

Woven into threads of red and black,
Girded by grids of white,
Distant plaintive bagpipe memories
Of sunset over Kilmaurs –
A crest that bears a unicorn
Touches royal roots
As a poet’s tribute to a patron lost
Watches...

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I sit at my table - I sip onion soup
It's good for my cough - bad case of the croup
I could do with a meal and something to sup
But the bar is now closed -...

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My life seems to last forever now that I’ve start aging
The sudden onset aches and pains start engaging

My home is in a theme park petting zoo where other animals live and rest
Each day zoo attendants...

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Uniwest
Perceived as crown from heavens, mini kingdom of isolated tribes. Its beauty is painted in the wall of beholders eyes. The story of ancient Biblical thoughts. Kingdom of named after stones. Mahikeng camp of jacks...

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Ooh...this... just an amazing grace note
     recalling how I felt like an ass
and wanna toot 'bout me getting steered
     (as a heavy metal kid Rocker)

  ...

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They were on the summit of the hill as if poised in a portrait.
The breeze ruffling the stud's forelock and mane as he arched his head
responding to the reins he moved on as his rider...

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At the foot of the mountain lies a wide verdant plain
With rich flowing breasts tend its enchanting brethren

A cuddly care that nature does, in collaboration with men
Catered to those gallant souls, nurturing the best it...

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I sit at my table - I sip onion soup
It's good for my cough - bad case of the croup
I could do with a meal and something to sup
But the bar is now closed -...

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The Anatomy of a Horse (written for children)

Horse's feet have a hoof, the hard part which he can pound, 
back of this is his frog, bottom part that stays off the ground.
Between his hoof and...

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Her tiny strands of forelock were as soft as silk, 
resting gently between her poll and soft ears-
Her muzzle slightly wet as it began to wilt
For she was saddened and brought to tears.

She had been...

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My name is Don Quixote Del La Mancha.
I am a knight in the coat of arms 
Give me a lance, give me a sword, and give me a steed
Where is the king in all of...

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It was time for day to bid adieu to the setting sun,
when tangerine hues blend with those of pale pink.
Not to miss the titian glow, I was afraid to blink,
now that the ebbing of twilight...

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It is right to find ourselves
in wonderment before the glories
of the earth, before every valley
of the sky disclosing lush reward
to jaded sight; it is silent grace.
It is even more  right to wonder
at the life...

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MEETING  NETTE  ONCLAUD,    THE  VERSE   SIREN-QUEEN


Sprinkled with sparkling silver, your precious gilded  lines, dear Nette,
Dazzle me  with faceted polished gems  from your  jeweled...

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HORSES

Knight of a famous land wanted a best horse for warfare
To buy, along with loyal consul, he landed in horse-fair
Many were on display, but one superior struck his sight
Bay coat, brown muzzle, coronet, fetlock in...

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Crabs
Small feet pounding the pebbled path,
Desperate to escape
From imminent danger.
Eight legs and two claws
Advance in their thousands
Upon their prey; the child.
Refuge is sought in an adult's arms,
High up and away from
The frightful crustacean march.


Roman
Crimson red...

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A horse that runs wild and free
 Enjoys freedom with each stride
    No saddle on his withers be
 No grazing muzzle as a guide
    No headpiece on his poll...

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I named her Chestnut, color of her coat,
and love to hold her muzzle near my cheek,
then run my hand from poll through forelock tuft
down withers over croup...such grand physique.

But now concerned about her rear leg...

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*Image of Lewis Milton Hankins

aloha my friend
a bevy of doves
laurels wrestle a whirlwind
fair plumes coronet
                    ...

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While doing some exploring I found in a cave a
Magic carpet.
He only gets to fly through the sky
After sunset
That way no one will see his silhouette.
He glides through the rain to clean and beautify.
While doing...

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Gently they fell all the ebony night,
Sparkling in the heavenly starlight;
A rare treasure from such great height,
And shining far beyond the limelight!

For diamonds fell from last eve's sunset,
As nightbirds began the love duet;
When angels descended,...

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 Faith’s coronet trumpets my quest every day
   searching the skies and the soul for a way
 through ubiquitous mire, muck and mud
   dodging arrows, bullets drones and Scuds

 Persistence is...

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Abreast in tank top

Seeds deflower battle myths

Red lace lingerie

Under shadow of turret

Flowing combat above doubt


Garland of poppies

Sword unsheathed for wild conquest

Guns orange roses

Heavy metal for comfort

White flag intimate cover


Make love and not war

Coronet for a...

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WHEN IT COMES

When it comes alive
Oh joy    when it comes alive
That which was thought lost
Oh my God!
JOY!
There’s a skit and whirr outdoors
Inside all takes on a new coat of paint
Walls expand
Fall aside
The...

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Sister Bertrille is in the Convent of San Tanco.
It’s located just outside of San Juan, Puerto Rico.
I must tell you she’s not a typical nun.
Get to know her, and she can be a lot of...

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