Long Georgetown Poems

“The Splice of Life”



When colour 
was to be 
washed out
of the world 

the evil ones 
didn’t care

the Actor led 
with his 
Dementors 
either side of him

Laundry, 

they resolved 
to be the best 
pristine method 
for...

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Back in 1962 when I was just a lad
my dad gave me a holiday
the best I ever had.
A holiday of every dream
that one lifetime could hold
so listen while this wondrous time 
to you I now...

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I’ve only been at my fellowship gig a week, but It’s official, I’m a candy-striper. Sort of, I wear a blue vest, not the old, red-striped dress, but it’s the same job. I shadow my...

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#1 Apr 21, 2015
I felt nearly dead but I was alive as I remember sitting in a room labelled "CityU of Seattle Library, looking at rows of White Cubes with my books in them and...

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He was born a bouncing baby boy in the year 1975 in Hampton Virginia.

To two loving parents Ann Iverson and Allen Broughton.


While growing up in Hampton, the nick name "Bubba Chuck" was given to this...

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Guyana

Georgetown Guyana, Sunday morning
the market is bustling with people voices
buying vegetables and other food items
a variety of different brands and choices

as the sun shines in the sky
behind the white clouds, it glows
and across the land...

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For some time a young man had not seen his lover.
He made haste to join her soon as time allowed.
Riding on horseback he sped home to see her.
Ride  he did from Georgetown to Pawleys,
Riding...

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Through The Eyes of Your Heart

Have you ever just stopped?
Be amazed by the wonders of this life God has blessed us so abundantly.
To look inside a child's face..the innocence it holds.
No fear yet revealed.
Feel the...

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~ For Jackie ~


what horrid irony ...
      I put this suit on because it was his favorite -
         pink, double-breasted wool bouclé,...

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Athens, quite a place, so full of mythology
Buenos Aires, in Argentina, a place I'd love to see

Canberra, is just antipodean class
Dublin, a pint of Guinness in a glass

Edinburgh, the capital of the Scots
Freetown, a city,...

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Guarded Heart

I now guard my heart..
With walls of stone..
Built slowly..one at a time.

I watched my life crumble..
Before my very eyes..
I gave you my love..
You tossed it aside.

You crushed our love..
As if it ..were never to...

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"ME"
Up and down...round and round.
Deep within my mind.
I search for the words....
I ...just cannot find.

My memories mix..
Like posters... on a billboard sign.
The colors soon fade...all to black and white.
By the evil hands of time.

How again?...
Must...

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"When I Get To Heaven"
I did not know this man...I called my Grandpa.
We were strangers in this life.
He was often in my heart...
In the thoughts that wondered in my mind.

I did not know this man...I...

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Streaking, dashing, breaking away
Up, up the tempo the McClendon way

Getting wide and filling the lanes
Assisting the open man with two points to gain

Upbeat, back and forth, fast, and then faster
Sitting and watching, a spectator's delight,...

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That a little tid bit in truth about, myself
This lease piece, you see ? As out of the blue
His other half tains flesh, ofttimes makes me laugh
With these crazy thoughts; entertaining another dull day
Amid his...

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Glorious Malaysia with her strawberry farms and butterfly gardens
She is a study in diversity, a beautiful adventure waiting for you.
Her beautiful secluded beaches surrounded by jungles entice us to visit.
She has several cultural influences –...

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Captured Time

If I should ask myself..
Could I travel backward in time?
Can 18 wheelers ..
Ever stop on a dime?

To that one place..
That changed my life forever..
That tiny space in time..
My memory can always find.

To that one...

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A large thud shakes the house
Waking up a farmer and his wife in Georgetown, Texas.
Did you hear that? She nods.
What do you think it was?
I think the oak tree came down.
They go back to sleep.
The...

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Having my own Georgetown street; while walking within it's sunrise's 
Shade somewhat quiet today this Memorial weekend: a slight cool breeze
Wisking us away as passing Victorian's once upon a time's houses and etched
Deeply amid his...

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