Long Fittingly Poems

"Truth are not from the valley of the shadow of death ... Lilith, like all mythological entities, are humanity's creation, to explain--what they cannot," ... by The Poet

Hawaii Nei, bidst Aloha, inoa Pelekane ke'o ke'o,...

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In Wonderland dwelled Tweedledum and Tweedledee, twin brothers;
And genial next door neighbors, like the rainbow's changing colors.

Employed by the Mad Hatter, at Vale asylum, in Looking Glass Land,
The twins managed that institution well, like thunder,...

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Spartan are the white walls were once hung draperies
And things papered, paneled, plastered...
Yet, 'tis so no more. 
Now all is white and wan and sickly, 
And the ghostly shadows of the accoutrements and impedimenta that...

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                        Ella peripherals the scene, 
instantly onboard. (A ship of fool.)
An onlooker,...

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Dr. Foster lived in old fashioned London, and was content to stay there;
As red roses are content being caressed, by the wind from everywhere.

Dr. Foster loved his daily routine, like the violet repeat of honeyed...

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We'd made a dawn start that day, following in his footsteps, as
apparently Jesus used to get up early.
Our group had gathered for a reading, and to pray, along with
fruit and cereals our first staples of...

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A former slender man (lapsed Unitarian anorexic)...
deplores adipose tissue gain

No Holiday music can soothe savage beast
washboard abdomen weight watcher's dream fleeced
skinny bag of lovely bones permanently leased
body snatcher somewhere amidst policed

madding crowd of carolers singing,
where...

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She’s rolled up with patience
dedication and faith in the Lord;
her strictness punctuated a shared vision
that focused on learning acquisition.

  Her punctuality, precision, and determination
  to teach her pupils with discipline and right focusing;
...

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Fatima was always dressed up fittingly as any occasion called for 

Today one might call her a performance artist but she was

A hippie and child of God always good for some drama though 

Was not...

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We embarked on an adventure
That was quite quixotic
A scientific dream quencher
Searching for exotics

We started where we thought made sense
Out on the sunning docks
Where perhaps there’d be an immense
Native Great White Butt Ox

We packed all of...

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Transcendent meditative
ascendance assuaged
deep sleep grogginess resultant
resounding residual REM cycles
profound dreams decreasingly faint grip
fading fast, yet...

after effects heavily linger
courtesy toehold subconscious sojourn
oft times mentally exhausting,
nonetheless requisite sleep
house strikingly  vivid dreams
salutary, revelatory truthfully...

unconscious voyage analogous
20,000 leagues...

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I loathe shucking clothes,
(no matter eyes severely myopic)
in preparation for here goes
another warm shower quickly
relaxing this senescent
body ready to doze

soon after lathering
this blubbery body
most unwanted fat grows
on me, no matter healthy diet
of worms, or how...

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An art student, she was a mysterious brunette,
whose most stunning feature were eyes of piercing
tanzanite; silent and deep as a fathomless ocean.
Even the most skillful sailor, caught in those whirlpools
of blue light, which knew no...

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When I was young, a book was given me:
a small book with the title "Those Who Love."
Its female author I knew nothing of -
This dreamer poetess wrote beautifully.

Gentle, practical and solitary,
Sara was in love with...

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She is getting married today, my childhood sweetheart. I catch her eye and in that instance her sensual lips curl in a half-smile. I would like to think that it contains a message – even...

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It wouldn't be Christmas unless there's lots of snow,
Nor would it be Christmas without sprigs of mistletoe!
What would Christmas be without jolly old Saint Nick,
And Ralphie's "A Christmas Story", that all-time classic flick!

What would Christmas...

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The trap is what they call it, bait the cheese, but please don't wait on me
So they polish it, put the chrome and rims on it and I abolish it
Am I strong or mostly lucky,...

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No comfort for the stickler, sticking literary fixtures depicting conflicting inklings to their minds as perfect pictures.
With one stroke of my pen the standards rose again and damned be lesser men. 
As the pros of...

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Mother nature never worries about anything
Embracing whatever needs grace with due diligence
Never trembles when its hard facing the scorching sun
Nor fidget at the provocation of mankind
Even when she yields to pressure, her beauty stands intact
Mother...

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in the shop with hardware and bits of wood
can make almost any man feel useful, good

a screwdriver, a drill, some papered sand
away from day-to-day, simply out of demand

just tinkering around with piddling things
the easy satisfaction...

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Within an overplay of paneled oak
and illumination fittingly low,
set upon a table, its style baroque
a lighted candle, its shimmering glow
plays an unopened bottle of Bordeaux

Distant soft murmurs of discrete lovers
a pop of cork, the chinking...

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Fittingly hallowed gods must intrinsic majesty hold.
Even before deities invoked weigh the caller's case,
The deity's potent title should alone spell the balm,
And tint with nourishing grace the supplicant's face. 

Woe justly betides gods modelled by...

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The sacred earth, the mother to all beings is
Sustaining countless creatures; since epochs
Without any unfairness what so ever known
Allows them to survive on their own strength.

Complex lives arose; then after a long time
Humans survived fittingly...

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A picture appeared on my phone today,
on the proverbial page I perused.

A view of an evil most vile,
villainy veiled behind verve and vim.

Sadists from Auschwitz,
smiling in a storm.
Shoulders shrugging,
to shield from the sky.

No hint of...

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I have written this poetry,
in a rhyme, that’s thought suitably
structured, and quite fittingly 
apt, as you’ll see. Apt, as you’ll see!

Monetetra, is uniform,
and I chose it as the platform,
to write this verse in fitting form,...

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