Long Delinquent Poems

Captain kuni-lemel graduate strikes again - updated

Steely Dan sing queen (me)
outdid himself on sixtieth anniversary 
after Grahame Wood 
determined to meet 
the evolving needs of the community 
opened the first Wawa Food Market 
in Folsom,...

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This was my grandmother's favorite saying - bless her heart, and all she meant was - by not paying really close attention to what our kids are experiencing on television and on the net, we...

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Last year you beat me up
And poured vinegar in my cup
Last year you humiliate me
And hire criminals to torment me.
Last year you deny my friends and families
The natural right to be happy
My children went to...

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An entire week I handled it-
The teasing and the taunting and
Every night the moon shone down-
Was really very daunting.

Judge John squinted his eyes at me,
T'was approximately mid morning.
Cleaned his ear with his finger-
"Am giving you...

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Across figurative and literal blackened white board...

Where death of democracy writ large,
nevertheless psychological strength predominates
unlike earlier chapters of mein kampf.

Mine hardscrabble existential debacle 
spelled losing game
swept me up in malevolent mindset 
far adrift from harbored...

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The Antics Of A Yoyo Thief

Potential life of as juvenile delinquent
(ala bam mean future streetwise thug)
stopped dead in the tracks – manacles
the above two lines hopefully gives hint
nearly changing changing life of one boy
an undersized...

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Captain kuni-lemel graduate strikes again

Even when iron not red hot, 
I implement non customary quarks 
regarding foreigner rather cold as ice
namely delinquent outsize credit card debt 
mandates yours truly, 
a cheesy survivor who rem: members...

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Wicked Romancer a provocative Prince of fanatics in the dramatics of fashionable word's. 
 Giving orgasms of mind unique one of a kind pleasures of my rhythms in rhymes. 

Mesmerizing feelings of exquisite emotions written...

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Friendly pirate wannabe flies his Jolly Roger...
while surfing cyber seas today March 2nd, 2021.

Actually yours truly quite a literate codger
(ah shucks just missed being draft dodger)
no not for baseball team, but Vietnam War
circa November 1,...

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The bespectacled old man
Adjusted his spectacles and his hearing aids,
Positioned his walking stick
Then,
Inched forward as the caravan stuttered
And,
Birthed at Aqua Caliente Station

Unable to make out
The train number and destination,
He turned to me
And asked in a...

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Some things are royal
others so prosaic

and then there's everything else

You bring your own biases to the choice

BUT the question then arises:

do these (even these)

belong to you?

It's Your day
Your life
Your breath

(cratered between small clumps
of sunrise and...

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Eckhart Tolle says, "Life will give you whatever experience is most helpful for the evolution of your consciousness."

...

To this, I say, bring it on
Throw everything at me, the night of your own right,
And as sure...

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Whistle does the lone desert winds, flowing downwards from
Boot hill cemetery, in icy chilling breeze full of echoing voices,
From the past, begging for redemptions last chance of salvation.
Roll does the crimson tumbleweed, towards the ghost...

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Our Constitution, page-by-page, provides a guide from age-to-age.
As citizens our views consist of strict or loose constructionists.
Yet, we should keep - we can agree - a free, but just, society
Though Freedom isn't strictly free, we...

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Before scant opportunity
to make amends totally tubular slips away,
I (one generic doubting thomas)
reach out across cyberspace without delay
jumpstarting and kickstarting reflections
linkedin with fifty plus shades of gray
snapchatting and twittering
do you know the way to San...

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sometimes my mind just needs sedation
I turn inward my mind to my meditation
breathe in breath out breathing in and out
my mind swirling constantly about
things all types of things
like the little smiles on my child's face
and...

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"Black Molasses"



Black Molasses 
holds to ransom 
footprints 
sucked into 
Tropic of Capricorn mud
as bushfires bleed
sugar from cane
like molten glucose 
shot into the veins
of Mother Earth gone all
libertine sour 
like Lemon Grass
crushed and burnt 
acrid smoke...

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Today I saw an old woman, gaunt and brown from sun exposure,
Her legs were thin from walking round and round downtown Nashville,
My stomach dropped.
Six months ago I saw the same woman walking in the winter...

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Many (con)-ARTIST are drinking more than the soup
A kidnapping of the mind
Confessions/conspiracy/rounded up in groups
Interrogation on a  prowler /who's words robbed us blind
Corrupting our hearts/ tagged by graffiti/ imaginary art!

Rambling beloved words left to...

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Spilling a stampede of ink's prisms in brilliant
 words infusing a Poet's thoughts.
Conveying creativity to provocative
 imaginations .

Implicitly complying to isolating reality
Creating new dimensions where
Clock's spilling time's perceptions living
the moment of now forever. 
Clockwise wisdom...

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Hot as hell, emotions fire the flames, 
Nervous about meeting doctors, nurses, 
Curtain separates them from congregation,
The veil is not torn in two, but steamy adulation, 
Courts their friendship sessions to distance, 
Bible fanatic from...

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(autobiographical)


I was barely eight before mother died
When Gerald was happy and not as reduced
When he was the loved son
The child with a loving home.

From aunt to aunt I learned to live
Out of the anger of...

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Across figurative and literal board... 
mine hardscrabble existential debacle spelled losing game of trouble

Oft times, I experience wretchedness being alive
spurring wonderment whereby thoughts
of my demise doth drive
analogous to buzzfeeding bumbling bees
combing into their hive.

Giddiness prevailed
when...

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This piece was done with help from a friend, Homer(@chrysomer on Instagram), please do check him out. We took turns, alternating with each line. He began, then on and on it went. I’ll be starting...

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GOODLUCK 

Gutless muffled monarch wooed millions to the poll,
Oozing pathetic speech of poverty (I once had no shoes) 
On congruent grounds we let him, though we hated his coterie.
Disappointed, we wail, waiting substitute to end...

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