Long Icily Poems

Daytime has downgraded joys into sorrow and fearful shadows lead the way

The stars above have abandoned me and heaven has closed down for repairs

Once there had been a comet a rising star lighting up my...

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A tale of two twins ...


Kit:	That sure was a mean swing, Dottie. You knocked it out of the park. You’re the Sultana of Swat. I love the way you ‘round the bases doing your cute...

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I am Saul, beset, besieged, afraid to face the war
Without the latent singing of my natal star
Exposed. Fiends and witches medium know alone
To bring up a spirit or read the scattered bone
But those dark, heinous...

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Agape brain, there is a deep abyss, dull and endless.
But, I'm falling, acquiring whatever may be blessedness.
Conversely, there is only a void, and I am doomed.
Daily life's pull resembles a tornado baiting my wound.
Even though...

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My grandson asked if back when I was young
I had ever done anything naughty or wrong
I said shut the door put on listening ears
And Ill tell you a tale of rank shivering fear
One night at...

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Revisionist lies sold as materialistic truth
American tagged merchandise
voter bazaar discount barter
Stars and Stripes twenty-one gun salute
Intellectual dishonesty ... shifting core values
Leave compassion at the border,
separate the parents 
from their sons and daughters
Patriotic homilies be the...

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stark confusion had convulsed his wayward soul
when twilight unsettled the horizon’s tearful shadow

a silhouette invited to colour a rainbow
in order or chaos of reflection and suspense

with a juddering jolt thunder and lightening
arrested the lapsing moment...

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POET    DESTROYER   SLY   LIKE   A   FOX



Perhaps the animal inside is an excuse
Or maybe a legitimate ruse  -
Either way  it  is understandable
The...

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Billy had a friend 
Called Donald with 
A face like a donkey 
And teeth like a duck. 
They used to run amuck 
In school playgrounds 
And forests where they'd 
Hide in trees and launch 
Frozen...

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It was cold.

Death's fingers
Resting on my forehead.
The nail
Scraping, scraping,
Skin scorching
Of pain.

"You want darkness
Or heaven?"

He cackled, losing grip
On the nail
Bludgeoning
For blood.

"Time's a wasting."

The wind stopped blowing a long while ago.
Death composed himself;
Pulled the nail out
'Til the...

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The one who controls the wind.
As a cushion for her feet
Drifted the dead dry leaves
Before her on the street,
Playfully lifted 
A lock of her hair,
Caressed her cheek
With tender care,

Helped her along with
A following breeze,
Sang her...

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The one who controls the wind
As a cushion for her feet
Drifted the dead dry leaves
Before her on the street
Playfully lifted 
A lock of her hair
Caressed her cheek
With tender care
Helped her along with
A following breeze
Sang her a...

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Held fast!

Ruthlessly trapped in a white sepulchred vice
that slowly, inexorably, crushes all hope.
Starving we wait, with lips black and caked,
all frozen in a wasteland of ice and snow;
revealing desolation and utter despair that 
relentlessly flows,...

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Silently, I view your eyes.
Marbles, moving towards judgement.
So easy for you to surmise.
Where they came, where they went. 
Haughty, you ignore my report.
They sadly sit in abject failure.
Icily, you give sharp retort.
Treatment of trash, forced...

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Pale brimstone 
     emerge 
on days windblown
 hover
       flower to flower 
ducking Spring's sudden shower

 Common butterflies so blue
 each season
two
    ...

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The night wind was icily cold.
No herons or olive tree warblers flew,
Only hooded black ravens,
preying on the souls of lost men.
More red-pinkish flowers 
dropped from the tree,
leaving the branches bare
until in a few days
the green...

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Though sapient vision limps short,
And digs no eye into nirvana's fort;
Albeit most vivid dream’s flips stop, 
Instinct excels where iffy triers flop. 

And that sharper divining seer tells
Sweeter tales no deft lyricist's bells 
Ever rung...

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Pale brimstone
emerge on days windblown
hover flower to flower
ducking Spring's sudden shower;
Common butterflies so blue
each season,two generations new,
small heath,argus,marbled white
and speckled brown,so slow in flight;
Winter's caterpillars green and small
fragile miracles,to enthrall.

Once,summer green
Then,autumn gold
Bedecked the ancient tree-
Now,in...

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Judge me gently, as I am still a fledgling.
I avoid the pompous, gaudy and bling.
Swiftly simple suffice setting styles.
Abandoning artists amorous aisles.

Fingertips searching for contrite meaning.
Mind from one side to the other leaning.
Bringing forward a...

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Snow falling softly o’er the meadow
Banking against the old rail fence,
It creates a magnificent afterglow,
I haven’t seen like it before, or since
This display formed by the recent snow.

Ice crystals forming on dried stalks
Creating a wonderland...

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Had those eyes never locked…
A fragmentary man I…
A love of my life lost…
Soul Mate…
Inimitable…
Without that stanch passion…
Apathetic existence…

Lives drifting disjointedly away
Corridors leading into the present
Our waters perpetually abound
Farther reaches than the shoreline
Love ardently remitted is...

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ABSTRACT
bewitched
  astonishment
beyond
belief 
  unassailable
    impenetrable
intense

  visionary
elaborate
iconography
  explicated

   icily
    smooth

SETTINGS

   spiralling
           in...

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SUMMER MOMENTS
Long,lazy days,dry and warm
dozing on the lawn;
shadows flicker
across my eye;
blown on the wind,
a brown butterfly;
my fingers reach 
to touch the sky,
swallows, circle,
then southwards fly;
large round spots
splash into my lap
down my neck 
raindroplets,trickle;
Summer,shaded gold
becomes monsoon,
berries...

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In this technological age
We don't trust easily
We take our own sweet time to guage
Our neighbors icily

But if we get a friend request
On Facebook, Instagram
We accept it without protest
What a pretensive sham! 

Gone are the days...

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As every winter evening falls,
in a sheer cloak, thin as a shade,
a herald of ice dreams calls
and starts to lead a parade.
The winter spirit plays
with his bitter ice whiff.
And freezes the old way
into a picture,...

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