Long Deportment Poems

Psychologically still thirteen 

Ordinarily meaning pre Internet days
familiarization with me would entail
bringing the avid listener 
into my private mancave hideaways
less a physical place than a juncture in relationship, 
(whereby one or the other of us)...

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Inxs of poison from iron maiden scorpion mamma and ac/dc charged aries papa

Although gainfully unemployed 
(fate now finds me receiving 
social security disability – 
for approximately 
the last baker's dozen years -
the yeast divine intercession...

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The Sun was acting rather strange
With the Moon and Stars concerned.
As it was not content to share the sky...
And not prepared to wait its turn.
So the sea was simmering and boiling hot
Without the night's return.

But...

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There was a noble sadness hiding in her eyes.
She wears a smile, though elements of insecurities
Trembled in its corners...
Dignity and suffering, combating
for the control of her expression.
Hiding the battle scars of her life; 
Intending to...

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Ah... the glory of a restful sleep

Nothing beats the refreshing
blissful peaceful easy feeling
resulting from shut-eye after
feeling zonked out staying up
late after a hard day's night
binge reading or slaving o'er
crafting an umpteenth brilliant
masterpiece a comment from
modest...

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Amélie Beth Harris -McGeehan

Acknowledgment of birthday gal,
whose invaluable priceless worth
exceeds more'n a bajillion dollars.  

First born of Boyce and Harriet
(both long since deceased,
albeit cremated whereby their ashes
- cremains scattered to the four winds)
in Paterson,...

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Back to you Billy, for ways I whiled away herding ennui

Ah...a flood of memories wash over
this anointed Goatama Boo Da,
whose respected G.O.A.T status
among generic green acres, 
which swathed across Highland Manor 
analogous to petty coat...

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While on the topic 
of blood kith and kin,
I relate another 
fabricated poem about 
blimey bloke of a fisherman. 

Trawl tale of a fictitious seaman told to ye...

Courtesy webbed whirled wide net wit
cursing thwarted life,...

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The fine art of making excuses

which achievement, deportment,
endorsement, and indictment
(more serious than rigging an election)
jump/kickstarts (a divine comedy of errors)
not reason enough
to be deported),
but necessitates more than a facile effort
linkedin to a working knowledge
of familial...

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My grandfather Hymie 
     spent his entire life at sea
his thick calloused hands 
     and ruddy complexion re
     enforced non verbal body language...

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I am the environmentalist in love with wine,
my shoulders carry and reside in the cutting edge side of life,
the establishment craves to be the human race
while I stroll the memories of “Sailor fields”
amongst ancient Jurassic...

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(scoured from dregs of me muss held head)

I shore up a vignette to free 
my ("FAKE") grandfather Hymie,
whose scrunched countenanced 
evinced beetle that of browed monkey
he spent his entire life at sea
his thick calloused hands

and...

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I

As things do return home like a refrain, 
On way back from a country tour were we,
A leisurely long trip—my kin and me, 
And met a quaint character on the train, 
As I recall, in...

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Another overwhelming day passed in the pastures of plenty

The scene was tired and did not warrant a space on the news

Just one more place with no conscience for mind numbed souls

It was bitterly chilly and...

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My sister Susie loved picking her nose
To her chagrin her little finger froze
It was stuck so far
Doc used a crowbar
Finger up nose - not a ladylike pose!

Our Mother, in a fit of Pique
At Susie's antics...

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(What Susie Did)




My sister Susie loved picking her nose
To her chagrin her little finger froze
It was stuck so far
Doc used a crowbar
Finger up nose - not a ladylike pose!

Our Mother, in a fit of Pique
At...

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Often wondering is it a steak upon Our Plates that is important...
Perhaps a Hot-dog instead and more Money for a healing deportment.
To feed a Child that is suffering or very ill and extremely sick.
We ask...

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2025.3.22

Life is full of surprises and mysteries.
It enfolded when you were least worried.
I met two individuals within 12 months,
At first, I thought they had something in common.
As time went by, I clearly identified,
The huge differences...

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Apart from being torn in pieces, I am together.
Aside from what is known, I am in twain.
Life is fulfilled with so much complexity; however, the world is mundane.
It seems to be a lack of involvement...

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It’s a ballet of carefully choreographed mistakes
a tiptoe dance through a delicate maze 
a sudden splinter to catch a thorn
barefoot floor where the eggshells are strewn

Playing the hide and seek of apology 
the simple words...

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To behave - to conduct- demean or acquit
To act , conduct one's self in a proper manner
Your behavior - Are you moral? Manners are they good?
Deportment ? your conduct! Is it with honesty?
Gods way of...

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Bow serpents and lions
Ingenerated from Demora’s shrine
Graced from Gia’s star
Blessed with serenity, strength, and beauty
Chanted by Diablerie monarchs
Dancing enchantress witchcraft coursing into Archellion blood cells
Evolving woman and beast of Strata, the cause of famine
Life sources...

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Relaxing myself midst a worthy accomplishment
of checking essays which became a rigorous engagement…

I drifted a while for a festive entitlement
recalling such ‘laugh-out-loud’ moment  
melting teacher’s stern sentiment
on antonyms predicament
when a student in his sober...

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HANDMADE FROM (the genes of) BOYCE AND HARRIET HARRIS 
(poetry my atypical mode at introducing myself).

How apropos and divine to stumble (merely by happenstance) across a chance to claim my (virtual) fifteen minute fragments of...

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I think I’ve lived another life,
Black Leather is my secret vice.
Its smell is faintly naughty…
On my skin it feels quite nice. 

I think I was a wild thing,
Sorry I can not tell for sure.
But when...

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