Long Grapevines Poems

Universal islamic Message for lifetime:Part 2.
You should Praise real Super Sovereign Power Maker or Creator,The only Allah AlMighty,The True Royal King well honoured Majesty.And if you should have real love & real fear of God.And...

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Carrying with me a
halfhearted smile for the
braver men than I.
The men holding tightly
to past perceptions,
live or die.
Suppose I whispered to 'em
what I've heard through
the metaphorical grapevines.
Suppose I lent a hand.
Would they take it as an...

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The Heights of Machu Picchu, Canto VIII
by Pablo Neruda
translation by Michael R. Burch

Ascend with me, my American love!

Let’s kiss these mysterious stones together!

The Urubamba’s torrential silver
lures pollen to fly from its golden chalice
while above this...

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Inspired by Love in the Dark by Adele and Oh My God by Adele as well :) 

I don’t trust anyone anymore…
Don’t care to love you to the core…
Why give in to your charms?
Why decide...

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Oh, We Can Instant Replay A Recorded Movie Reel
But That's Not Even The Same Point In Time's Flowing Field
When Its Live Action, No Rehearsal & Reality
Time Does Not Repeat Itself - Like Our Errors In...

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Love is said to be so many things a man can define, an unexplainable, heart-warming and deep sensation filled with the tentacles of nostalgia, a feeling so selfish to react to and unselfish to share...

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Do you remember the grapevine? Do you?
Do you remember the deer that stole from it?
Do you remember the stream that fed it?
Do you remember the dove that overhead flew?
I can't recall any of it--
I don't...

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Loving People
By Curtis Johnson

It must have been at least five years ago that I saw him for the first time
I must admit, his looks and the way he dressed, were not the inviting kind
He was...

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But Never Forget

Stoned out his lonely mind and drunk on booze and oblivion he headed straight 
into memorial abandon doomed and entombed smashed forgotten and lost forever

He once was Jack but his friends called him...

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written in octaves

Tom gathers broken branches
and stubs his toes on roots.
Tywhoppity’s rich bottom
is tidied up each autumn.
The ache and pain he stanches
to reap September fruits.
Tom gathers broken branches
and stubs his toes on roots.

Re-staking his best...

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Tongues loose, tongues in a hangman’s noose
Wag without care to declare nonsense
As wisdom salvaged from the sluice
Where nonsense whacked common sense 

Lost in a sea of error whose terror
Harmed victims concealed by protagonists who opted...

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I'll turn off the lights,
while you emit the moon,
let's feel our bodies collide,
this romantic night in June.
 
Softly, you appear as I turn on our song and memories rush back. I am drawn to you...

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A VINE IN WINTER

Cut back and trimmed to grow back in Spring
But soon there will be all those signs of growth
Rows of vines up the hillside that started thinner
Next year’s grape harvest may even be...

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Grandma’s house is gone, part of my childhood too
Leaving only memories and a sense of feeling blue
Progress can’t replace the happiness and joy
That dwelt inside my heart when I was a little boy
Coal stove in...

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There lies a location with an Emerald Doorway
leading to a shared past.
Waiting for it's own children to visit.
We slipped thru the portal again this summer,
Jacquie, I and another child, her son Joe.
Immediately, I sensed decades...

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Her golden locks flow with their curls
Down to the arch of her golden back
Her eyes send a seductive tale to you
A emerald green fish-tail dances
A goddess of the sea 
A mistress of a legend many...

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Woe betide lower men who fickle facades embrace
And wit’s hard-won gold for shifting dross exchange; 
Dubbing avarice-sired glosses exquisite gems pure,
With obscuring eyes decimating solid worth's range.

With their own ears they cannot first-hand hear,
And gauge...

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WHERE I AM FREE


My freedom lies beyond 
the cloud of unknowingness
beyond mists of time where
I disappear into olive groves
which furl and unfurl in slow dawns

Here there are no gates
latches or rusty keys
nobody entices with tickets
to...

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A Requiem for the Dovekeepers

We went walking through the orchard, toward terraces where ancient olive trees and huge, twisted grapevines grew.
The birds were cooing. I felt a pulse in my throat, remembering how I had...

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OLD AND NEW 2 : BOARDROOM 


Jackal preyed on dimpled dolls
smiling gold on slender wrist
nosing down a slippery path
scowling schoolboy promoted
beyond his mediocre castle


Mammals sat on polished teak
coiffed moustaches, tonged peaks
feeding unclipped grapevines 
old words...

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you've entered my house again 
against all odds i followed aimlessly 
amid my consumed desire for the sun 
captured in your gaze exposing
 
horse's with seven heads i sighed 
for ezekiel's pastoral conditions 
weathered so...

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The Garden Vestibule
By Franklin Price
(inspired by Bob Vanasse)
4/12/2017

The grapevines are returning to the garden vestibule
A rebirth of the Springtime, shortly after April Fool

Time for the English Garden that we promise every year
Boundaries set for quite...

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I wish I were the air,
To pass through you every minute of the day,
So I wouldn't miss one heart beat,
Or not hear one thing you say.

For at times I feel so lifeless,
Empty and so cold,
No...

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The verdant leaves
of the cherry trees
rustle as a wagon
loaded with corn
rides deeper into the wide ruts
of a rustic road,
hungry ruminants wallow
by a limpid lake;
cheerful kids wave
and wagtails warble
at my unexpected arrival...
suddenly my Dalmatian barks. 

O...

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Grapevines flow in gentle lines
blanketing the rich hillsides.
Clothed in hues of golds and reds
harvest barreled wine in sheds.  

Dappled light breaks misty morn
blackbirds stir and are reborn.
Spiders weave through branch and leaf
dewdrops glisten, earth...

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