Long Disciplinarian Poems

Early afternoon. The Solomon 
Were in their, (according to Damali)
Club house. But the reality of the
Circumstance is this. The Club 
House was the Damian Domaine.
Damian's Billards. Damian didn't 
Know it was their chosen hangout.
As the...

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Date:   July   2051

Early 7:30  Friday morning most
Of the family were in their extravagant 
Dreams. All was well or so it seems.
Moderate rustling. Somebody was
Woke. Molly was first on display of
The...

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Joyce Letitia Richmond-Solomon (A servant of God and a friend to man)

Every life has its seasons and God has created each individual for a purpose. Blessed and happy are those who discover their purpose and...

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I feel honored, and flattered to acquaint myself (a married youthful looking sexagenarian solitudinarian from southeastern Montgomery County, Pennsylvania), yet feel awkward at jump/kick starting a rapport.

Literate lettered latitudinarian looms larger than life

Presents the following...

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If you could look through any window
Of any house on any given street,
You might find yourself quite surprised 
At the variety of people you would meet.

The couple at number twenty-three
Have been married nearly seven years
They...

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Literate lettered latitudinarian

Presents the following slapdash
higglety-pigglety bupkis, whereby reader
experiences being mentally hogtied
perusing pseudo poetic perambulation
devoid of sense and sensibility
welcoming character assassination
concerning pride of yours truly,
who merely strung together
words sharing "arian"

as their last five letters
for no...

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Grandma 85

She sits across the table 
from the best hand she has ever been dealt 
Her four Aces,  
The greatest joy of her life
Her most favoured and loved children

She has not always been dealt...

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The best sports poems by Michael R. Burch, Part IV

King Henry the Great
by Michael R. Burch

Long live the King! 
Send him victorious, 
happy and glorious, 
long to reign over us: 
Long live the King! 

Long...

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Roller coaster by ian munywe
 
Shuffling of many a feet in the street, sighing reluctantly in this awful road.
As we draw closer to alien things, what we saw before not in sync,
Far so far we have...

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I can never comply with fastidious hygiene

Try as thee most persuasive person might,
he/him, she/her,
they, them... can never wean
yours truly always objected
being told when to bathe/shower
particularly when puberty
found yours truly a tween
and my mother (deceased eighteen
plus...

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That dormant feeling of insecurity arose,
when travel journal got thrust adjacent
     to my tattered (holey tattooed) clothes
while I knew with crossed eyes

     aroused anger from peaceful doze
my...

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Admonishing against arrogance and apathy
Building lives buttressed with leadership brace
Caring for his children, blending compassion and circumspection
Daddy* dearest is decisive, determined, diligent, dedicated, disciplinarian...

Empowering with his enabling encouragement
Fatherly figure, firming up family fortress by his...

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My Mutinous Mum


I thought my own Dad was patient and so cool
And Mum’s temper; pretentious as itchy wool:
For no reason her Temper was hot, so I thought-
Its sundry Duties that respite gave her nought!
Iron Amazon...

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Inferiority Complex As A Kid And Adult!

I recall father, (now behold
at near ninety years old - maintains stronghold
on life, cuz born of sturdy mettle -
rumor claims bullion – ne'er did buckle nar fold
meaning bull +...

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Let me tell you a story…
A story about life, where Solitude gracefully glides into the room, wearing a loose fitting gown, draping her curvaceous form. Piously she takes her place at the table of life,...

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The Moon’s Yellow Eyes										
After: The King in Yellow by Robert Chambers 
					
Situations righted by the assassination in Sheepshead Bay (alibied with difficulty under earth’s single moon), I curl up on the windowsill hissing at the...

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He slept, but he feels swindled.
The only evidence of his sleep were the scant memories of his dreams.
Find himself today -not likely.
He pushes the keys to make it stop…
A day like today, this day, like...

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"all of us are on a journey and the answers are unspoken"
                       ...

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The first man in your life,
who would carry you upstairs,
and tuck you in.

He scared away the monsters
under the bed,
and closed the closet door
to keep the bear inside.

He holds you up to touch the ceiling,
or to...

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My dad wasn't a tall dad 
He was a loud dad to me 
When he spoke 
Up to Heaven struck 
He was a loud dad to me

My dad the Earthly one 
I had 
Was a...

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You came to give me a slap, your arm bent back,
with the back of your hand poised to 'shut my trap.'
I stood to rebuff you with anger, and schoolboy indignation. 
How dare you bring reproach...

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Now, being a senior citizen,
Is it too late for me to reflect on, 
What went wrong in my life?
Born and brought up in a family,
Where morals and values played their role,
I learned to call ‘a...

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Beautiful, Shining Dawn
Thunderous, Sparkling Day
Awaking Birds from their Slumbs 
Energising wings 
Chirpling Claws 
Glorifying gods. 


A soul walk up on the surface 
Cheering and Happily living on the surface of the Universe 
Daring and Designing...

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Catch 22 was fiction
Appealing to a humour like mine
But there was nothing very funny
About Section 69.

The army ran on regulations.
Obey them and you'd be fine
But, beware of that ubiquitous
Queens Regs Section 69.
Devised for situations
Where no...

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Without you 

Another Mother's Day without you...
Definitely easier than the first.
But really, 
could it have gotten any worse?
Without your sweet voice...
Without your kind words...
Without you...
Mother turned disciplinarian
Disciplinarian turned friend
Stiff stature, but willing to bend.
Always with...

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