Long Harper Poems

She dresses the land down
in a virginal bridal gown 
a masterfully cut and sewn chenille 
shines brightly with a fine crystal appeal

Her assistants work quite diligently
to add special touches and then flee
they decorated the mountain peaks 
using all their...

Read More

Foggily out of cryostasis, I come ...

A slow, painful waking to a vessel that's shaking
         from the stress of its increasing mass,
And at once I'm made sure...

Read More

This was only our second date...

A Black Tie Affair...

...Set against an incredible view,
vineyards, waterfalls,
a plentitude of flower beds,
all just outside a charming postcard Town.

This indeed was a serious event,
anyone  who was anyone...
and my date...were here.

A...

Read More

Dedicated to Valerie Haper, actress and John Denver, singer!
Who were just wo, of hundreds who launched  the Hunger Project,
In 1976!
Original title was a Salute to Valerie Haper. But it was not
adequate. It was more...

Read More

Yes, my dear, you know,
You are my source of joy, rejuvenation, hope
I need your emotion spread onto my life,
I need your heart to sing among the darkness surrounding
Do not let our words run dry
Together, in...

Read More

Tick, Toc, Tick, Toc
                               ...

Read More

It is a small investment; this property out in the scrub.
A building that is shabby in it’s ‘hey day’ was a pub.
Blackberries scramble over it, with the sheds in disrepair;
yes the Autumn Creek Hotel needs...

Read More

In 1957 I took my teaching certificate back to the land of my mother.  
She was raised on a cattle ranch in the north central area of Nebraska.  The 
famous Sand Hills. ...

Read More

The children whose skin was brown
Had no choice in how they lived
Taken at a young age to serve a man
Who took all they had as though was a gift

Both young lads as well as girls
Were...

Read More

one day as a boy, I went down to the sea
clambered o'er rocks way out to the bluff
stopping to search in a tide pool for shells
senses awakened by strong, briny smells
warming, the zephyr was gentle...

Read More

"The Spite Syllabub"



The daughter 
is not 
The mother 

Sylvia’s bees were
left milk, bread and butter

Plath by name
but not 
the daughter’s path

in evolving nature
not the mother
nor the father

Love for art’s sake
Art not for Love’s sake

Amy G....

Read More

Translation of " Bury Me in a Free Land " by Frances E. W. Harper
(Homage to Frances Ellen Watkins HARPER, the First Black Lady of America, 1825 - 1911, Orphan, Poet, Novelist, Civil Rights Activist,...

Read More

As the sun sets
A hot wind like this
Does not belong in downtown Lansing
But here it is
Speed-boating down the Grand River grinning and wearing Ray-Bans

My wife and I
We hold down our pouncing bouncing patio table
At the...

Read More

Harper Lukowski paced down the sidewalk,
the day was done, he was on his way home.
His fried Jaquan, twenty years his junior,
chattered with him as the two did go.

They both worked at a nearby factory
manufacturing high...

Read More

I guess I was left alone after sixth grade, wandering my way.
You believed in me, offered up openings and let me say
what I would and delve into the sun and world and stay
and even you...

Read More

(I am inspired to write this poem by three Hollywood Movies (1)* The movie: Art of crying
(2)** The Cruel Intentions II (3)*** Julienne Moore starer (I don't remember the 
name of the movie)





  ...

Read More

Destiny determined that I do not forget that first Tuesday                         ...

Read More

Beyond tomorrow and the future, we behold God’s love that greatly prevails*
With His compassionate omnipotence everyone hails
Subduing destructive hatred which sorely ails 
For caring jubilation’s cheers against apathy-bitterness’ wails.

Beyond tomorrow and the future, God’s peace...

Read More

I never seen your smile
 I never heard your cry,
You where here only for a moment,
 and only God knows why.

A piece of me you took with you
  on that tragic day,
In pieces I...

Read More

" Hello world to those whom will read this and listen
I sense Tomorrow is the Future...

Best that is to come

Alas, I sense within my sight… devastation among the right
I sense tomorrow an Antichrist shall come,...

Read More

Children as young as three years old,
    Killed for not doing as they’re told,
    Forced to forget their culture bold,
What a tragedy to unfold!

Two hundred fifteen, that ain’t less,
...

Read More

When I’ve made it through life on this earth
And I’ve been called to my eternal home
There isn’t a doubt I will have a wonder
Awaiting me in the form of heaven divine

When I see the splendor...

Read More

When I sign "I Love You" with my name what does that mean?                      ...

Read More

I made a firm commitment long ago
	to read great novels frequently, not just
	when I had time to kill or took a class
	in college, for then reading was a must.

	I love suspense involving clients, laws,
	and litigators....

Read More

Outstanding State Port

No reporter could ever be better or sharper
Then both Morgan and happy Ed harper
Who in eyes of locals which are many
Are best of all and better than any.

Many points about Harpers will be...

Read More