Long Dryly Poems

An icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night.
This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.
The...

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n icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night.
This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.
The...

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Upon this date he spoke no more of the preceding moments, 
Tearing and hurling insult upon insult
In several directions, his tongue whipped and scorched me,
And he waited relentlessly to see the spark in my eyes...

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Date: April  1,   2051

  air planes departed in flight
 1 hour and 15 minutes
Between them. The trip was 7 hours
And approximately 30 minutes in
Duration. The first plane touched down 
On the...

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Stood upright, between two roads,
On a thin metal rail,
A solitary, brown coloured bottle 
Of beer,                    ...

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The bright sunrise made the snow-covered Alp mountain-tips, an hour-away-by-car, glow like they were topped with lemon ice-cream. Was this evidence of magic?

Peter (my bf) and I are low atop the five story Hotel de...

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I had lunch with Randy, between classes today. It was a perfect day. The sky was an infinite, capri blue, the wind was stirring the environment, clouds were wispy and on high - in the...

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He said s/he was a Permaculture Designer
of cooperative economies.

I asked him/her why I should care about designs
long-term
while I am still struggling through this day
before tomorrow,
when I, best case scenario,
awaken healthy 
to begin surviving yet another...

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My favorite radio show
is Wait...Wait, Don't Tell Me!
on NPR near you.

But, it has bothered me,
over the years,
a snagging voice in sign-off background,
threatening the host will see me again next week,
as if that was the answer...

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This was last Christmas - 39 days ago - doesn’t that seem like ancient history? 

We were in Lisa’s (parent’s) 50th floor flat, in Manhattan. It was mid-morning, we’d done the present thing, and it...

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Shortly after the quake Francie began
experiencing the familiar morning sickness
that had plagued her when she carried her son .
She had hoped to be spared but just as she began her third month as last time...

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I experience inappetence...

(similar physiological phenomena
affected yours truly
exactly one year ago),
yet nevertheless hunger,
not only for victuals
but peace on Earth
and goodwill to all men,
women, children, animals,
plants, et cetera

Mine corporeal complex edifice
unleashes convulsions of anxiety
less so regarding mine...

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As we waited for Venus to 
Cross the face of the Sun

People from all over the township
Came together like in the days
When nature was the focus
And center of every ones life

When the sun was the...

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It was 64ºf and overcast this morning when Lisa and I started our 5-mile jog to the Harbor and back. We always start our semesters this way. We’re emotionally ready for fall weather and hopefully,...

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The last Night of October

It's that time, again, the last night of October, 
the last glow of twilight nearly gone.
Children race out and about,
winding through the streets and alleys.

Brightly colored costumes, 
mom's old wig, dad's...

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Raining down emotions,
darkly enlightening
interior memory re-experiences
of exterior impassioned imagination events

Nonviolent win/win images
enlightening darkness
of win/lose competitions
darkly fighting
lose/lose violent de-nihilism
of ecosystemic becoming healthy roots

Fertile draining images,
sensory neural outlooks,
feeling verbal projection projects,
raining rejections,
reigning alpha injections

Conjectures of codependent
health/wealth interrelationships

Intersectional...

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A blinding light shot down from an opening in the cloudy sky
  From the gap, the heavens birthed a winged humanoid unlike any, 
    Which floated down to face the primates....

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The Choctaw
never taught me what the
Choctaw would’ve taught me.

The Australopithecine never taught me what
the Australopithecine would’ve taught me of.

The Memories, these Memories,
our Memories are fading songs in
an echoeless cave.
The listeners have tired,
moved on.
The choir sang,...

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I experience inappetence, yet nevertheless hunger for victuals

Mine corporeal complex edifice
unleashes convulsions of anxiety.

Lack of appetite
to savor even smallest bite
unlike Pavlov's dog,
I neither salivate nor excite
at prospect (parking) body
against table not low but fahrenheit
unfair punishment...

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I was grasped by the soulless of the dark.  Forever pitted and plagued by the weight of the world.
I’ve tried…I’ve tried my whole life to dry my tears.  
Even when I’ve given up...

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We had breakfast on the Champs-Élysées this morning at Café Joyeux. Their croquet monsieur (a breakfast sandwich) was to die for - one bite can cure a hangover. They also serve a deep, rich Yirgacheffee...

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Yea, victors jest. They out-sped the cast of hunger’s cave.
Their cantors, ragged kept, did reach an faithful end.
They in the din o’ drizzle laugh, licking cool drams from stone,
as had they crawled o’er hot pools...

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Every shogun nation wanna be 
in war visor control
Commandeer the missile steering wheel,
be the king of the road

Likewise, imperial power lust eyes
wanna be the top wing of the hive
Taste all the money honey they see...

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INSATIABLE SOUL

I couldn’t get enough of what?
Honestly I really do not know
Yet my soul yearns…
My soul hungers…
My soul thirst…
But for what in particular?
Honestly I really do not know.

This yearning…
Coiled deeply from my belly
Causing my throat...

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Emma, it was 2020. You get on the Watford train, platform one to four
I don't even know when it was, the track was rapidly receding, gone
The desire to have you be known and close to...

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