Long Georgian Poems

Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and...

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It interests me to peer past the drafting
and rewriting shoulder
of Thomas Jefferson,
unhappy slave-owner,
and John Adams,
with domestic slave-owner nuisance issues,
and other principle writing minds 
of original democratic declaration and constitution shaping times,
as they listened to their...

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Long in the tooth male doth recount, reflect, reimagine...
his woebegone damn dental daze today May 5th, 2021 

No particular rhyme nor reason
garden variety indentured flunky (me)
revisits his salmagundi salad days, 
when oral blight smote 
left...

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From north, south, east and west 
This is the town to beat the rest,
Where history and present blend
As through its many streets you wend. 

Where once a monastery so great
From every view would dominate,
Where Pilgrims...

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Upon a dark and stormy night...

as jagged bolts of lightning
tore thru the the midnight clear
and figuratively ripped the sky to shreds
(analogous to jumping Jack flash),
and ear splitting thunder crackled
testing the threshold of tolerance
zombies of Sugar...

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Kahlia Akasha Is Back
We armed our jet with 8 anti ship missiles. Every single under wing weapon pylon was spoken for. Under fuselage drop tank full of fuel, in front of that  a twin...

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Five miles of neatly spaced suckered palm planted 
Bustling promenade,
Not withstanding a provincial cafe-culture 
Of restaurants and exciting little bars,
Enhance upon regal elegance of the crammed hotels
Regency period style facades;
Their fashionable shadows slowly lifting and...

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THE KNIGHT IN THE PANTHER’S SKIN

Shota Rustaveli (c. 1160-1250), often called simply Rustaveli, was a Georgian poet who is generally considered to be the preeminent poet of the Georgian Golden Age. “The Knight in the...

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June 11, 2016

I sit on the balcony of a research station in Georgian Bay, disconnected from the world.
The vast waters open up before me, with the rocky beach expanding off to each side,
A blue sky...

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Glancing down from breathless heights,
Amidst climey sighs,
The looming colossus awakens from slumber
And stretches across Thelwalls linear skies.
The hot engines hissing steam -
Recalled from fond memories long back -
Tumbling like huffing little rain clouds
Down from the...

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While out and about
an unexpected over bare ring bout
to defecate arose,
     where sphincter asserted clout
and would excrete
     despite without doubt...

if closing distance
     (to...

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The crisp evening air whispers into the ear of the artist- announcing that the oh so brief season of Summer draws near it's end.  Summer's end brings forth the beginning of yet another season...

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Attached to the trees,
...of his mind’s fascination.
Caressing virgin pages 
With a borrowed pen.
Trapped in a time...
...of being owned by someone.
Where freedom was only, 
for the birds in the wind.

He’s heard of New York,
He’s heard of...

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I hold three magic rocks, in my hand
Rolling them over and over and over
Leaving this reality behind, far behind
Standing alone again.
Elated by a false sense of freedom,
Contemplating surrounding,
Paths before closed spaces.
If I were to jump,
Where...

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I ADORED THIS INAUGURATION OBAMA AND MICHELLE THAT DANCE YES WE HAD JOHN MC CAIN HILLARY CLINTON AND BARACK I WAS TORN BY THE GAZA STRIP GEORGIAN THE SHEER HORRID TIMES AS I GAVE MY...

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when you wake up in the wee hours of the morning
	or, perhaps, if you were to wake in the wee hours of the morning
and pad with bare feet past your 
humidity-warped Georgian porch
to collect the...

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(A little poem written at a research station)

Adventurous cottagers challenge blue waters
They feel as homely as the gulls screaming ‘mine!’
With white sails they traverse the great blue horizon
Expanses of Canadian beauty – a shrine.

The waves...

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My heart lies in the countryside
under the Napa rainbow laying low.
Big bright rolling valleys it has divide 
The woods through which we will go.

I met an explorer near lake Bazaleti
With a small cottage on a...

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An ocean's depth lies between The Georgia Guidestones 
and England's Salisbury Plains, where Stonehenge stands.
Though they appear on different continents, they share
mysterious secrets that have never quite been explained.

Were they erected as a cryptic message...

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Thick cloudy sky filled with tears__woe
Crying at the swiftly passing era
No more old generation__new day
The passage into a modern time

A time all its own with difference
Whole set of problems separates it
From times that have gone...

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At Cafe Bacho


This evening we sat in Cafe Bacho on King George street after 
House of the Flying Daggers 
The most poetic film I ever saw 
I said 
And I sank into a romantic triangle...

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1582 France switch from Julian calendar
To Georgian calendar
Does it matter
Then council of Trent
No pun intent
 Hindu calendar spring equinox
 I bet you thought this was a poem , but guess what
Failed to recognize 
The new...

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There's inspiration in a leaf, the sun 
the sky, a newborn baby's hungry cry, 
the politics of men, the art of zen; 
it's in his eyes, the robin tugging worms 
that brings us spring, an...

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Boby Fett’s adventures 

I used to be a friend of Joseph when he was a bank robber
when he robbed a bank in Tbilisi, I helped him to get away 
the money he said was to...

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This Regency Dandy flying across the river,
                        
    ...

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