Long Fingering Poems

RED SEA

At the mouth I lay splayed
blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink
             mud of my anus, ink of...

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This is my modern English translation of Paul Valéry's poem “Le cimetière marin” (“The graveyard by the sea”). Valéry was buried in the seaside cemetery evoked in his best-known poem. From the vantage of the...

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This is my last confession; there will be no more.

I am impercipient and slow from last night's sleeping pill,
wincing away from the harshness of day.
Kitchen cold, the room tear-splintered,
sunlight striking a watery rainbow in my...

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split schizoid mission 

Lifting the mind 
like a sword 
counting poets 
losing self in 
unsettled love
and mysteries
plucked off the shelf 
all the Berlin walls
come tumbling down
words like dice
shaken and thrown
the electric 
black dogs barking 
call...

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Where can I trace this finite feeling,
So that you may see it in its true form?
Upon your heart I would wish it would land,
Yet could my silly hands possibly reach there?
Such an affecting grasp it...

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there is a reason i requested this restaurant
much to ponder tonight in our realm
i brought you here on our first date
praying anxiously for a Lady and the Tramp moment
you brought the romantic within me to...

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Am I the Assassin 
        or the Undertaker

                   For Palani...

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Can you blame her?
Can you blame her for falling in love?
For believing every single word?
For believing in safety?

Manipulated, you see?
Her decisions were not her own.
Forced into the things she disagreed with.
Beaten when she did not...

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in the moorland
amidst the scores of heather
soft touches of amber silents
fall from heaven's light

within the gossamer breeze
daylight violets sway
drawing memories out
in a thought by chance
we come together
as a petal's fold
sipping thoughts
like morning dew
where there is...

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I have waited for the New Age--that Tranelike return to my Mediterranean Sundance Always and Forever missing the  journey of the Caravansary of old.
Hence, Only Time and the touch of the Rio Ancho, its...

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Firearms magazine offer manifold big bang for their buck, 
many ear rational per son or daughter loves advocate, the late chuck 
heston (now a shooting star occasionally visiting Earth from celestial vault) 
  ...

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The man I love
doesn't know my name
Conned
What does that mean
It means illusion and dillussion
It means lies that live like a vine on a tree
swirling around the trunk
Fingering the branches
Basking in the life force of the...

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WordScape Triptych  #1

Coming from the Underworld as a ghost, just sauntering out of the depths like you did;
With all the rest of us just watching and wondering what you were going to say;
Tell us...

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In such a whimsical action 
a half-asleep routine 
shaped disrobed and left stark naked
this vehicle, this housing, a shell
scarred skin, greying hair, bones, muscle 
and more besides with plenty of stories to tell.
Awash with collected...

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Late at night, in the secret chamber far apart
A valiant knight, stands there, put his hand on his heart:
“With this ring, I plight unto thee my troth till death!”
She’s slumbering, the damsel in distress. Her...

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The Snow that Flurried like Chatting Kangaroos
Ramah Prince was thinking about Suhail G Faizal again. Suhail G was a remarkable rover with pretty hair and wide lips.

Ramah walked over to the window and reflected on...

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Magical Ravenshoe

A Short Story
 by David Armstrong
 Lolly Pops looked at the peculiar rock in his hands and felt ecstatic.


He walked over to the window and reflected on his grand surroundings. He had always loved...

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Tasseled Dreams


The thought of the future we will never have was pollinating foul fuzzy particles in the air, 
slowly following the wake of all those tasseled dreams I held onto to for far too long....

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Part 1

Once upon a drunk bachelors night,
This guy decided to go down to his local drinking site,
Sitting in a sparsely filled dive of a pub,
Couples slurring, singles fingering at crap grub,
The smell of cheap beer...

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Sweet Just the Way I Like It

you're a genius she moaned
there can only be so much money in circulation
he replied halfheartedly fingering her abacus
the moon arose sharp as a razor
and they set about creating a...

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Death of The Half Monkey King      ( for my friend Neil Lloyd )

Cave men half human monkeys 
Sat gibbering and snarling
Perched all around his garden wall
Bestial vandals waving sticks and...

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So much of life
Is like walking a beach all alone;
Where you began is lost in the white distance behind
Where you are headed a mystery as well.

We carry along two small bags of pretty pebbles
We gather...

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Golden-haired beauty lovingly fingering the sunflower plant's leaves, so curious, so beautiful, so kind, so special, lover of the bountiful earth
In this cruel-hearted world, with all its toils and troubles, it's easy to get lost...

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I've spent the evening hunting, as I'm wont to do
and choosing for tonight an older lass,
I hold the shop door open while she passes through
and as it closes, watch her in the glass

Her face is...

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THE MORTAL DILEMMA OF FAIRY TALES AND FIRE FLIES 
 

(Brandon, the world  

depends on the existence of fairy tales and fire flies, 

the simple kindness towards lesser things,	 

the magnanimity, the compassion	 

of...

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