Long Herbalist Poems

I am fairly new to this Norwick community.
If I recall correctly
we have about forty thousand households here
where the Connecticut River
conjoins the Mohegan and Iroquois Rivers;
originally deep rich virgin eco-forest 
of and for harmonic rhythm and...

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Old Man Winter now flagging, and slip sliding along...

as his stronghold diminishes.

Signals, triggers, and ushers kickstarting debut
of demure "Flora" who slowly but surely attempts
to reveal her true colors in fits and starts,
nevertheless, she displays skittishness,
when...

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bees make honey-old news
and Musa,
yes Musa, the rugged, 
self acclaimed village bachelor harvests honey
his farm has a drone of hives,
bees seem to like him
and for some reason, the village women as well

this day, under a...

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Like A Fire Cat - Teaser Taste Of Spring...
Did Fistbump With Ole Man Winter

Once again, this fella alights
this poetaster and trots out weather,
nope not cuz freezing cold bites,
this poetic instance highlights
spate of unseasonably warm temperatures

circa...

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Non descript hedge rows sculpted into ornamental animal 
via botanical artist wielding pruning shears and chain saw 
carved, limned and sculpted with wrist wrought voila uber
prestidigitatiously head turning botanical picturesque Sun
kist animals at an exhibition...

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Thee Mister Re: Spouse...

In summer re: aye cannot whet till
this husbandry season will become
fallow -  mare riddle status no longer
honeymoon bridal stage covenant,
nuttin boot lame game of worm aye
go win round robin, since empty...

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Synthetic satisfaction derived in the shade
On the edge of the page that defies the sage stage
Where wear and tear declare war to degrade the head
That buttresses my resistance and persistence to engage   ...

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carousing through the net & pausing to finger the thinning spots on his scalp 
remembering the moments when women in his earlier life would run their fingers through the flowing locks---
having watched his compadres become...

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Remonstrations, protestations, recriminations
In the wake of a calamity that strikes below the belt
In communities decimated and disabled by insinuations
Brought to a head when fickle feelings melt

As tempers in embers flare
In scenarios of utter disbelief prompted...

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"If the light in you is dark then how great is the darkness"


It is 2am
But I am thinking of a way to tell my dreams that I have no means to lead it to its...

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The Herbalist:-

She deals with herbs,
She collects the rarest herbs,
She creates new drugs,
She burns the weeds,
She smokes weeds,
She bedecks her bun with flowers,
She allures us with bluish ferns,
She looks beautiful in each turn!!
She is the bewitching...

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examine the mouth of the river
listen to its excited conversations
compare its  shimmering to
ululating silver bangles

walk into the riverbed and cover
yourself in golden sediments
mud bathe- then rinse in the river
spread your wings like a butterfly

glare...

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Shades of rufous and crimson oared between the eyes and the mind,
Vestured the feelings that rip the heart as a nagging memory
Overshadowing the pilgrim’s intentions, desires, and dreams.
The petite wench, this strumpet, harlot may I...

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Onwa:
If there are wings that would bring you down
Tell the bleeding dusty earth that watches me
I choose to dance to your tune, a rhythm of hate
Caved from the poetry of a scarlet Poe-tree,
Bottled in the...

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Seven grandchildren, each studying their own science courses
I understand some of them, but am fuzzy about the other sources
astrology is being studied by Ellen, yes astrology
I think of her when I look into the sky;...

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The day you cut me wide open,
I bled tears from a hideous face
And pure prisoned blood from my sealed benevolent cocoon.
I was not as pitiable as pathetic purple onions,
So you wouldn't weep for me.

The ruffled...

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Born dead put in a bucket,
Bellowed and got himself saw,
Tetanus at 10, bloody bad luck
Pus filled veins had for sure,

Doctor’s would take his leg off.
father said “no good , no more,
one legged horseman, is useless,
might...

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My wife had caesarean birth
In the maternity full of dusts
And brought forth a bouncing baby
But the baby was a pouncing flu

Tears roll twilight to twilight
The doctor tests the urine and stool
The herbalist prescribes bitter herbs
But...

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