Long Governess Poems

This is a Crown of Sonnets I wrote about one of my favorite books and movies (the version in 1943 with Liz Taylor, who was only 11 had a small role, Joan Fontaine and Orson...

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It’s monsoon season here in New Haven,
gone, are the banked, fluorescent colors of sunset.

This feeling hit me, like a rogue wave.
“We have to go out tonight,” I announced, to no one in particular.

I think I’d...

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The dry breeze moves gently
Infecting the Hamlet with its cool temper
Even the birds shake and generate calmly
A young lady sat at the front of a mansion
Her oily body shines with the aid of the moon....

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THEORY
The truth is that we are the people of North America mixed by the blood that existed via the birth of a nation.  We have no biblical presence as given.  We are Social...

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Did you see the way Debbie was winking at me last night.

That wasn’t winking, her eyes were rolling in disgust.

No, it was definitely come on eyes.

My God, you got arrested at the altar for bigamy,...

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Precondition for the disgust, I set tight mouthed to not talk.
The ultimate right had been denied and now I was the intelligence they desired.
Within the first ten minutes, I stood up.
I felt frustration in my...

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Mildew mops are prevalent only in oily sandstorms. Ah, said the furry scorpion the witche's brew has collapsed causing wisdom from the inner triangular arc. When racing with ducks pay no heed to flapping as...

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Is life itself merely a matter of perspective?
Does cogitation dwarf the poet's reflexive?
If only my words could spread across the paper.
Build a punter world faded from a barren taper.

Has tied together details with his utterance.
This...

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Life Poet

Contemporaneously, my thoughts ponder.
I know that the light of day supervenes when it does.
But when night comes, the blinds are yet left open.
The streetlights provide the fading sun. 
The moon glows above.
This is because...

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I’m Virgo, playing music tranquilly
in this self-portrait. The clavichord I chose.
It denotes fine education; the black clothes
I'm wearing prove I value chastity.
Dark as a shadow, to the left of me
is the face of my governess,...

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A governess, a guardian of the young, so known and dear as to be called “Mother” and a noblewoman, just barely 12 by age, named Portia, sit talking as the sun sets the stage for...

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The volatile excerpt reads “The behead-
ings that were carried out by the Isla-
mic State of Iraq and Syria, the 
rage of hate is a control factor for
the power of the leader to be sup-
reme. ...

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Allie was her own person, so the rest of the galaxy leapt back.
They knew she could take care of herself with her platinum swords.
She was quicker and stronger and mightier, that the rest of the...

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I'm Mark Labbett, ' The Beast '.
I love a mighty feast.
I feed on fear
And then I cheer,
" With me, the show's complete! "

I'm  ' The Governess ' Anne Hegerty.
A.K.A. " Old Knickers a Frosty...

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I was given an invitation to the birth of the fairy
Princess
Who was born in the meadow on a full moon
Who would be the one to steal my heart.
The Queen and King let me in to...

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Fireflies flicker and flutter beneath the dancing trees
exotic breezes whisk and whisper through limbs and leaves
The Golden Goddess of Garden Glen breaths evergreen
Her elfish essence is magic and Her spirit gleens
for it's merely a moment...

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Colorize The Classics


In 'Sound of Music', a time-honored film,
Maria, postulant from Abby near,
was hired, by a Captain widower,
as governess for seven children home.

The children then bereft and motherless
and governed by time-saving frenzied rules
which father, Georg...

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Louise was the bird caller girl
Started when she was two
An accidental meeting with a cardinal
Then a robin and two bluebirds
Pretty soon wrens and swallows were circling her stroller

What is it with these birds? Asked her...

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In stillness of her spirit she sits there
with all her prowess she manipulates.
Her fingers’  ripples in coldest water
replenish  mind and soul that ruminates.
Playing in nocturne, she’s  being witnessed
by her governess . The...

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Governess of endless flowing tides
Ancient Orb that mystifies

Dusty ochre, bright hot white
Cycling and glowing with borrowed light
Cratered desolate dusty reflector,
Yet invoking your own haunting specter

Revealing all when heavily laden
Ebony cloaking when waning maiden
Luminous shafts caress...

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Evidently beyond your control
they must be less
for you to be more

A drive beyond
Your governess
to belittle,discard,abhor

declaring self hero or victim
Simultaneously
Acting so mean

Needing to reduce 
All others to
the smoothest satiny sheen

Worn by your abrasive ways
Chip,chip,
Chipping away

As you...

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In a Mother’s hand 
You will find patience
Perseverance and dedication
The ability to look past imperfection

In a Mother’s hand
You will find courage
Strength and understanding
An acceptance of responsibility

In a Mother’s hand
You will find discipline
Advice and encouragement
A need...

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I a woman of sixty and seven have come to realize
There is more  here going on than is evident to the eyes

What is allowed by ego to filter through our defences
Is not the sum...

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Reality set in, I was with the 8th wonder; days are limited of happiness
I confronted something inside; backed to a corner; which was sadness
Have no room for it; but no control; when it comes to,...

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If I had been a governess, I would have been paid.
Maybe a pittance, maybe a penny, maybe in francs or yen. 
Who knows?

If I had been a race car driver, I would have been revered
By...

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