Long Grassed Poems

A Coffee Merchant was the first man to find,
The corpse as he started off on his daily grind!
What he saw filtered through, so he had grounds
To send for the Police, to investigate what he'd found!

He’d...

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When the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., said “I have a dream,” we all nodded and shouted sharing our feelings because his dream was the same as all those who lived under oppression. When...

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Diminishing virtues stripped away
From the flesh
By the fierce brined rods that freely 
Course thy hot crimson blood; 
Dry cracked lips attempting to
Fashion broken words of compliance
That so must needs to be spoken...
But...Ohhh, Meretrix...
My foolish and...

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I can’t walk out on this feeling,
The fat lady has just about sung the
Ultimate aria of her own selfish pain and loss.
The duality of my desires schism through my heart
Like a fuzzy scalpel, cutting and...

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LONESOME
SOUND 
			
Old man said he could hear that whistle blow a hundred miles 
and they could write a song about that. 
Said he could tell how many cars a train freighted 
just by how sad...

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My aim was spot on at close range or distant
The coppers were on scene post haste
The sirens were loud and extremely insistent
I gazed at the guns I now faced

Seven patrol cars had screeched to a...

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A seam in a sock is a whistling clock. Wheelbarrow hours like a treading of grapes for wine. But swamped with the rest of the waters, teas, coffees and creams can bring a mingle of...

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There are some colours
that can never be repainted,
marks that can never be removed
and stains that can never be covered.

Move on!
My past loved one,
don't hold unto my shoulders
as though nature formed us together.

We've once crossed that...

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Dear diary, I write these words, so sad and true,
     and etch my heartfelt thoughts forever in this book.
Now, with a broken heart, I share my pain with you.

My childhood home,...

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“Back garden” of my childhood I remember,
The front for special roses was reserved,
We sometimes ate outside in the back garden,
Alfresco though a word I never heard!
The apple tree the highlight of the garden,
The blossom in...

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Why not be righteous, stay one of the best
Spill not your beans, keep cards close to your chest
Today you are bounding, fresh in your head
Tomorrow a mind change, you wish you was dead
Your brother is...

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Fearfully filed emotions and feeling weeping,
Integrated sorrow, bottled pains, hush tears;
Generate the entire atmosphere to madness.
The aroma of the lustful lost environ lashes
The oversized bellied walls of the stinking heart.
No sight of goodness but stuffy...

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I stood on a wheat-grassed hill,
It's crest a overpass.
Pine rows below overgrown.
Forming into forest behind.
My childhood grounds.

Three boys, friends in time
Winter of "78"
When clouds dropped heavy
Deep covering, white cold
Draging sleds, overstuffed
In snowsuits.

The boys used this...

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The pure blue sky blow silently
just as if it were meant to be
*
trees start to sway to the sides
i wonder why i want to cry
*
slowly losing day
and slowly losing life
*
i watched the day sun go...

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I stood on a wheat-grassed hill,
It's crest a overpass.
Pine rows below overgrown.
Forming into forest behind.
My childhood grounds.

Three boys, friends in time
Winter of "78"
When clouds dropped heavy
Deep covering, white cold
Draging sleds, overstuffed
In snowsuits.

The boys used this...

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The vastness of the prairies
Grassed and green
As far as the eye can see
Grace the lands
Of the Big Country
 
Ranches so large
It takes days to ride
Herds so colossal
Ranchers pride
 
Long horned steers
Browned and white
Like the buffalo
An...

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We wander gently and silently but with mounting anticipation
through the weather beaten gate into the long grassed meadow
the chill and dampness of the dewy grass on our bare feet
overcome by the warmth of the rising...

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The world did wear you down and on you passed.
Nightmares of young did press your eyes to close,
But God has gathered you and him at last.

Today we mourn for you, with hearts half-mast,
Today your joy...

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I can, at last, begin to see
why Trump reminds himself, assiduously,
of Republican Party CoFounder Lincoln.

He believes, as did Lincoln,
it is our time to redress
winnings v. White male supremacy over slavery,
and women, 
and children,
and Earth Herself,
and...

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Refuge  

     Whither the river flows and finds its way
     Life surges and ebbs by hunter and prey,
     There, beside wooded paths...

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AFTER   PASSION



A heavenly  morning  springtime bliss.
Early in our day,   sun’s kiss
Wakes the frosty path we’ve passed.
In  moving  shimmering  mist  it’s grassed.
It breathes its first passion.
Our...

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A Song of Spring
(A Sonnet in Eleven Syllables)

     I hear the sounds of a spring brightening dawn,
     As fledgeling birds from sheltering nests emerge.
   ...

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A beautiful soul with spreading arms, but tired of a constant embrace
a steep valley, grassed and watered by so much pampering
bordered by two massaging hills and round-the-clock sheltering
then much attention is given to the Winchester...

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How do you feel
when stepping out?

Of a cold dark house
into this returning first spring
full-sun warm morning
just at fragrant dawn

Embracing your shoulders
neck
face
arms
hands
and your naked
cool green grassed
wet feet

You
squinting appreciation for FatherSun's
sacred enlightenment

promise

multi-regenerations greeting me
again
as He has spawned
co-arising...

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AUTUMN WINTER'S SPRING
Burnt umber reddish brown bronze
Folic tree leaves on the grounds autumn
Chestnut smoky topaz
Cracklings of fallen autumns spring summer camp fires
Springs crickets sings flowing grassed sway in the morning spring breeze
Drops drip, drip, drip...

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