Long Hod Poems

The remnants of August 2024 Hurricane Debbie

Like a humane huntress, she
(the anthropomorphized storm)
brought a spate of cool Autumn like
temperatures and gentle soothing rain
here within my neck of the woods
for the last couple of days.

No matter...

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The Sheriff, not a pleasant sort 
Was learning of a bad report
About a soul, Who stood defiant
And swore an oath, to topple tyrants

Who once was noble, but now has strayed 
Hell bend upon his rebels...

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In the summer of 1989, Keimona and Angelo were brutally gunned down on our San Fransico Estate.  I was shot in the left-chest and survived, but my parents died.  I was only seven...

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Note: This poem is written in the point of view of a character dedicated to another character in a writing my friend Laura and I are doing
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Dear my closest friend,
For many sleepless nights lost in...

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Under the canopy of the pine trees we lay
My brothers and I, and our mates the other three,
They wore a different uniform the colour grey
Yet here in purgatory a smile from them being free

Oh to...

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Feeling a little cross
I gave out to god
For piling different shapes 
upon my hod
To think, we never had 
any future plan 
So made one up
with the home insurance man 

Anyway, I'm covered 
for a sudden...

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When I awaken in the morning
And I do not feel a pain,
When my coffee pot is gurgling
I feel happiness again.

When I check with all my loved ones
And they’re just as well as I,
When my friends...

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Another harsh Winter we must face
It Matters not, no one can escape Fate
Not Even The Gods
With Bravery we shall Stand Strong
In Care we shall advance onto Vigrid
Fenrir Will Lay dead
By Dawn's Perch

Trim Your Nails, to...

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Once you find something to hold on to
You wont feel blue 

Love is something that people don't realize it can change your out look on life
And hopefully they become your wife

As long as you try...

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What counts as old?  Columbus paddling ashore
on Cuba?  Winchester Cathedral knocks
the Genoese out of his sodden socks,
for it was born four centuries before.

The longest nave in Europe.  Slender threads
of Gothic columns spring...

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For, in love and adulation,
I hold in you with adoration.
And your eyes hold thy heart,
But feel fate tells you never part,
With any other, even the one that's her.
That love shall never be as it were.
For,...

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