Long Firewater Poems

Tavira 

Tavira is my town
The place I call my home
Rich in history
Much like me
Many secrets does it hold
Ancient times still apparent
Different people now
A different time

How many footsteps have trodden the cobbled streets?
With donkeys or on...

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Well, it all started when
Jim Beam bet Jack Daniels
that Captain Morgan
couldn't go out
and get himself
some Wild Turkey.
Old Fashioned, like Old Granddad,
Captain Morgan like some of you,
really enjoys his Southern Comfort.
But mostly in the form of...

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Zotëri Count Dracula
is a terrible, Transylvanian host
Mister Tarantula Fangs serves watered down pâté:
Fermented, sour liver compost

I know, 
because my Planet Terror peep Tarantino
said so

Vladdie’s batty bandë
campy lip sync way too much on the fly
Playing air...

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Sadness was silly when I was twenty-three
Masked with a drink whenever it bothered me
When  my head hits the pillow, it won’t leave me be  
Curious what keeps it alive inside me

A lifetime of firewater...

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Zotëri Count Dracula
is a terrible, Transylvanian host
Mister Tarantula Fangs serves watered down
fermented, sour liver compost

I know 
because my Planet Terror peep Tarantino
said so

Vladdie’s batty bandë
campy lip sync way too much on the fly
Playing air guitar...

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In one ghost whisper of a town,
the mourning sunset had bloodshot eyes
A tombstone place that was
	long shadow 
past it’s boomtown prime
Withering eureka hope       fills the short cups
of the abandoned...

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                    The beer gardens of hatred
          ...

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Vodak
There is a man who drinks vodka from jam jars.
He's the smart one.
No need to use glasses.
Simply eat the jam then wash the jar.
Use the lid when you're going places.
Moonshine style.
Adding to the liquor memory.
Making...

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I guess that is just how the old ballads are                         ...

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Anonymity is my name
Alcohol was the beast 
I couldn’t tame
At another Double A meeting
get to hear some more shame
Rehashed, 
warmed over war stories,
they all sound the same
Now, it’s my turn
to go to the center of...

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How wicked the tricks of your serpent’s lair
a lingual place of wild mango magic behind caliente lips
where a supple sensualist lies in seductive ambush
rum on the rocks spices the red bed of your taste buds
libation...

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In the spirit of lowered expectations,
loyalty that’s street corner bought
This Oval Office recommendation
was given very little brothel thought

It was stamped with misogynist approval:
he’s a mighty fine spouse beater, first-rate
Just a good professional, abusive soulmate,
no need...

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Stereotypes


Black people all have rhythm and are good at basketball
   Not a single blond in the world has any brains at all
Englishmen have bad teeth and Mexicans are lazy
   And if...

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Once upon a time in the land of the Hobbits, 
Fili was annoyed.  He wanted excitement.
He was the youngest of the twelve dwarves,
Dressed in a blue cloak and sporting a yellow beard,
He entered into...

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I was six 
When safety died.
My father 
Home from war 
Would drink whiskey 
Straight from the bottle.  
Veins full of firewater, 
Filled and spilled, 
Fighting off his pain.
My mother locked the door 
To keep...

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First you lemming sway to the left,
then you ostrich sway to the right
No straight talk movement is motive necessary
on Leper Rabbit Foot Devil’s Night

Now a-moral slug limbo very Dixie Antebellum low ... 
just how deep...

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The Swan King.

Fine fibre lashes flicker, flutter.
Sailing trance-like on warm reflected glass,
Royal icing sculpture, still Lily-White feathers.
Ripples giggling, Dragon Flies dipping,
Sticklebacks cha-cha clumsily within own shadows.
as pulsing circles steady...peaceful.
Lilac Water-lilies whirl-curl open,
as perfumes whoosh! Midges...

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They came to us slowly 
          in ones and twos at first. 
They were men with good hearts 
and lived with earth as one; 
Lived as...

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I’m a modern Native American 
Recalling with pride
Our mighty Indian Nations
Before the attempted Genocide.
The tide of invaders that
Washed across these lands
With conquest in their hearts
And guns in their hands.
They said we were savages
They just didn’t...

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*On The Run* 


Hunted by my past, trailed by my shadow,
Intoxicated by elixir of youth,
I climb the ìrókò beyond the leaves.

Wail of woes, dehydrated dreams
Crushed in the battlefield of the deep;
Love lost, hoarse voice, greying...

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Burn the rug,
burn the house down
Swing on the chandelier,
like a monkey thug
Wobble around the room,
like a drunken clown

Dance with the devil,
go let his liquid fire ways lighten your sorrow
Night time reverie daze ...
fermented guarantee to...

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She drank the purifying firewater
(purer than the purest alcohol)
from the fountain where all can drink to the full.
Then she immersed herself.
She emerged with the fire in her eyes
and came close to the beggar in the...

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All top hats and class,
like the gentleman who knows 
how to throw you against a wall;
Words so cordial 
but hand him a guitar 
and everything comes unhinged;
Leaving you hallucinating
 on that beautiful scream;
He’s never less...

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Ice dripping down my scorching neck
Running down my neck
Sliding over my breasts
Circling my belly button

I shiver at the touch
The heat keeps building
I can barely stand it
I can’t stand this heat
Take everything off
Follow the ice
Follow the...

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