Long Flamingos Poems

Huge fluffy clouds began to form over 
Sanibel Island as the salted gulf splashed 
against the rocks around the lighthouse 
coastal waters rose up as a calming coolness 
carried this gentle warm breeze over to...

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The scenery was magnificent, and the morning was slightly hot,
Our land cruiser was windowless, and sitting in a lovely spot.

The giraffes were splendid, and much bigger than I'd expected,
One could hardly gaze at the vast...

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I loved my job as a botanist, which took me to many foreign lands,
Like the golden sun rises smiling, to meet all our natural demands.

I was always marked for this work, ever since I was...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon hunger;
their dewy eyes blurred by the sawdust of stardust

pseudo-princess-pleasure-seekers
—drama daring...

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The waters of joy splashed my direction
Happiness is coming my way
Happiness is coming my way
Nothing is in my way
Nothing is in my way

I walk gaily while people pass me by
I’m as shy as the bears...

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I was a prominent theoretical physicist, relying upon beautiful mathematics,
Like devout gardeners everywhere, rely on butterscotch sunshine dramatics.

Rose days were spent inventing theories, to address pure astral phenomena,
And testing the raw theories, such as what...

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I was a creative choreographer, for superb Broadway musicals and plays,
As musical winds choreograph motions, throughout any of our rosy days.

I lived for charms of elegant dance, for its beauty will forever be with us,
As...

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On the first day of Christmas Florida gave to me
A palm tree with color lights.

On the second day of Christmas Florida gave to me
Two Publix subs,
And a palm tree with color lights.

On the third day...

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Though little Suzie was wild about horses, she was too young to ride,
At just five golden years old. Like summer faded, where nature sighed.

Playful Suzie longed to visit Banbury Cross, a place she had not...

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“When Hell Freezes Over”



He said, “One last kiss for my soul?”
as he lay supine life spilling onto his Last Sunset Road.

The sun had set long long ago.
She lent down, whispered in his ear
Cherry Ripe Red...

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Alice Hubbard's home was not ever cluttered, like azure roses, in rows.
Full of sun, the panes were never shuttered, typical where love grows.

Alice was fondly called, 'Old Mother Hubbard,' by people of the town;
And her...

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Alligators, Aardvarks; Arctic fox and hare. Also Armadillos and Asses will be there!

Bobcats, Beavers, Boars; One Blue whale will do! Bovines and a Booby (maybe 2)!

Caribou & Camels; *Cavies & a *Coot; Cottontails, Chipmunks, Chinchillas...

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thought:
     ever so pink   
     extremely fluffy    
    rather intelligent      
   positively...

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I’m with you,
I’m without when not.

That’s how much you’ve become.
Plastered fabric enmeshed into me.
Like drywall, yet to crack, but firm and white.

Bare bones make us who we are.
I can feel yours now, I think.

The way...

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Mountains mourn a mildew. Such a deity of prowess. What a cumbersome lot those pickles. And oh look there, a pretty formation of moths in a tree. Thunderbeds are ghosts. And who would count the...

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HALLS OF AMENTI 2

Doom dark in the 
Halls of Amenti
whole families are 
dropped down drains 
covers shut tight
no pink flamingos  
not a single orange 
tree in sight

They grope along hold 
each other’s fat oozing...

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Atacama, Eden der Winde,
Blume der einsamen Steine und des Salpeters, 
Heimstatt der Flamingos und der Geysire,  
und  über allem, 
unter einem azurenem und tiefem Himmel 
tragen die Berge auf ihren Spitzen  
das...

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All I remember is rampant rain and a loud bang.

As dawn distilled through a canopy of palm trees,
glimpses of light reflected like emeralds on leaves.
I felt blessed in its warm golden glow,
as I awoke under...

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That day that way we met 
the nightingale sang while 
whooping cranes bowed 
their heads the sun danced 
between the blue skies as 
the clouds rushed by I 
remember that day that 
way you walked...

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“Tall Poppies, Cactus Flowers and a Girl Not Called Betty”



All the Flamingos were called Betty
on a crowded beach somewhere 

Well heeled stuck in the quick sands of time
heads held high

like

Tall poppies 
waving, long stemmed

they are...

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The swollen lake had begun to settle again as the 
brilliant sun seemed to dance between the clouds 
I’d fondly remember the quiet calming warmth 
beneath the trunks of big cypress trees morning 
golfers could...

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A venetian red yearling’s head
Pops up
From behind a fallen log
Licks rouge from its lips
And the syrup sipped from dark maple bark
Ears tweaking
To the snow-crunch creak
Of my dog and me approaching
From down the trail

Forest
Tamed by these...

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isn't it? kent fog burger faces driving in a motorised saucepan.

A nine foot rod is better than a three foot stick and a three foot stick outsmarts any microfiber jewel encrusted steel bow when attempting...

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You're funny why you always have been impatient when it came to the simply pleasures of life fighting over phone time finally sending me all those cards birthday valentine days Christmas Easter or just thinking...

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Could my muse be so complex a being
That his inner drive remains in creating music
Music which would hypnotize lions
Music which would wake in me, the mystic
Music which would sing always, of the mystery
That inhabits life...

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