Long Dilapidation Poems

"The discrepancies are many, the dalliances are few,
both pitched against one dynamic, lifelong achievement"

Poking through the woods of the Mill Grove Audubon Estate,
suddenly came upon an ivy-covered studio shed
tucked away amongst foliage near Perkiomen Creek,
apparently...

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"Madame Bovary", a novel by French novelist Gustave Flaubert, in 1856. Flaubert reconstructed a conventional story of adultery into a lasting work of heartfelt humanity. Madame Bovary is considered Flaubert’s masterpiece, and, according to some,...

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" Jesus, Rex Judaeorum," how best could he 
Have shown his qualities than dying on the cross, a fatal fee.   
What could he have said while dying than;
"Deusin manus tuas commendo...

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Grey is ana in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass....

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Grey is an in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass....

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Castrated duck ran amok at a goose show yesterday. Then sat in a car. Blacked out to the par. An even score is a self wondering sacrifice. But no self sacrificing prawn could ever really...

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It was cold in his shack and rain squeezed through gaps in the walls

Built as a summer retreat near the beach during prosperous times

A single door creaked under an onslaught of memories and drizzle

	Oh well...

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In a never sleeping metropolis,
In the dungeon of a room,
My days and nights are locked! 
I am a traveler on a street, with no end in sight,
But just the bustle of the moving crowd,
And a...

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Not asking to be born
Decisions from choices you made
Ready or not these dues must be paid
Played a game far too young
To realize or fathom at that age
Mere Minutes of thinking 
Become a lifetime of consequences
….Abandoned…..….Just...

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When the moon is full, I am cold,
I weary of life; I’m growing old:
Days in number: now a tidy sum,
Wonder when I too will succumb?

It’s time to recall events of yesterday:
Family members that have gone...

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Bright bubbles. Such twirling crystalized hue. In Smokey paper eating wrappers. And dwelling not on a letter. Swelling in importance. Self importance. Ok then play circle bubbles in a packed out front room. Pong is...

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Am I No Longer Desirable to You?		By Robert Denton (November 2014)

Am I no longer desirable to you?
I don't even desire myself.
Angered by bodily dilapidation
That has nothing to do with aging.
I don't even desire myself
The way...

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We are sick to think we have done something big.
We are in a daze and nothing more.
The cats that came were deformed.

They legs were made to dance.
They pantomime.
The rigmarole was a silent scream.
  ...

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JUSTIFICATION

Oh, what a distressing frustrating situation,
I’ve suddenly lost all my poetic imagination,
Nothing tickles me pink, no stimulation,
I want to create a poem of deep inspiration,
Which will meet everyone’s expectation,
But my thoughts are edging towards nullification,
I...

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Where did the Lone Star go ?
Was she served as a meal on the tables of corruption or buried alive by her assassins 
In the pits of devastation ?

Where did the Lone Star go ?
Did...

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With purpose her steps project pearlescent elegance 
Finely cut fabric falls from her waist, embellishes
Weightless momentum, legs timed as ballroom
bustle musical march beside busy suburban thrum


Range Rover overgrown zebras meander, hands free
Inhabit hair salon adjacent...

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A high mountain looms outside my window,
Its summit calls for me to climb;
But when I think of how much time
I must grant to reach that goal sublime,
I told the mount, "I'm afraid I must decline."

It...

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One small pig, a puffin, and a large portion of lettuce in a cart. Absconding from a field with 240 baboons, ten mice with microphones, and a very large beetle. They went to visit a...

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Adorn the sky with stars
Paint the sea with clouds
Perchance the festering of emotions
And lingering divisions

Divinity is born from thought
Altruism is the father
Compassion is likely the mother
But fear is the result

Ancient ways delay
Civic progression over time
And...

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Yelling at hallucinations with grimaces
He confronts shadows in public places
And donning wooden face, tosses
Between manic depressive psychosis

Dialogues incoherent, logic weird
But bizarre visions surpass Dali and Picasso
Or in self-inflicted agony invoke Dante's Inferno
Symbolize residual junk--life collecting...

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You see it coming through an opaque mirror,
first signs and last winks, a monstrous revealing
the marks of a construction worker with no blueprint
one who realizes that the edifice is crumbling
from within, the pearl rubbed raw...

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