Long Ill timed(a) Poems

MY Collaboration with Ricky Nelson in the Last Days of 1980

The eventful news of that day about what was found on board that crashed plane, won't replace that particular memory of Mr. Rick Nelson's hearty...

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Limricks prompted by a comment made by someone today

It's a fact, and no longer just a rumor
Some soup people barf at toilet humor
Have you sniffed your own butt 
It stinks so keep it shut
Pessimism must...

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VIII

In the minds fixed eye I see five newly discovered graves,              
Headless lions sat atop an impregnable "Triumphal Gate";   ...

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Thank god I finally was caught and cited
for doing something that I didn't do.

Just think how much worse I would feel
if I actually had done it,
as I have done so many stupid thoughtless things
without getting...

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[They lived in terror.  A dark cloud seeping inside souls tearing love
and kindness away]

I am lost for words to describe the agony of my reflection inflicted upon me;  the beast born by a...

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Note: If you haven’t please check out part 1 and 2 
before reading this. It will make more sense that way Thanks.

"May I?" she asked motioning to my dog-eared notepad as a child might
asking for...

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"May I?" she asked motioning to my dog-eared notepad as a child might
asking for a cookie expecting to be told it would spoil her dinner
I took another swallow, my hand instinctively moved to the book...

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The little town is eternal or seems so as I come back to trace
my childhood down these sidewalks. Each house holds 
faded memories yet, creeps back into my mind until once 
again I live the...

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LAST FLIGHT

As a young bird I sang a whimsical tune that no one quite understood.  Since my first departure, I never stopped flying not even in the most testing moments.

I was pushed from the...

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(Re tiny box-like homes lining the west side of
South Bundy Drive, north of Nebraska Street, in West LA)

The soiled feeling comes not
From the indignant paradise
Scurrying past their frontal lobes 
It arrived in silence
Borne of being...

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For years and years and a few more years, it now seems clearer to me,
That we’ve lived well, in the nutshell of our small town obscurity.

Life has been grand, on two acres of land of...

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the good

The doors to my mind and heart
circle as revolving doors.
A peek inside and you see
happy memories and joyous events,
the loves, and lifelong friendships

A cul-de-sac, though a dead end,
has a circular finish, a merry-go-round
that accumulates...

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Gallimaufry of linkedin words appeal,
(particularly spoken by renown orator)
'cept when unnamed poetaster afflicted
with chatterbox syndrome,
nonetheless deliberate effected

muzzle restraint imposed
suppressing groundswell analogous
to swollen dam bursting at seams
tongue kickstarts controlled regulator
tripping baffling babbling brook,

sans (cheesy) mouth trap
conscious...

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Boys carry their snow sleds
         up, up
                  to the highest...

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I, treasure you.

But, would you stay if I ever said goodbye?

Would inferno’s pilot light succumb to your tears
Knowing tomorrow’s uncertainty
Is our greatest fear?

Would my ill-timed laughter
Make you cringe in disgust
Changing your perception against my heart?

Would...

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The third eye of Shiva!
Demons reduced to ash!
Ego seeking this power-enigma 
That ascension it may encash

Beginning thus with a nebulous concept
Identity craving for Godlike enablement 
Adopts yogic techniques suspect
To awaken kundalini from containment 

Lucky then...

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They ate the carcasses of worms, drunk the blood
Of ants, pests and rodents;
So did this people who dwelt in these anthills.
Till their ailing bodies wreaked, smothered with
Pain and unrest.

They crawled upon the ancient footpaths 
That...

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Dusty


He meets with elusive witches
Spanning deep gullies and ditches
Cracked faces to suture stitches-

The whimpering teething child
With body seething hot and wild
Soon he sleeps with pain mild.

With ease he digs out sore tooth
That fouls the wretch’s...

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On a day where
    the rain
  attacks the windshield
only to be brushed away
    like an ill-timed rebuke,
yet caresses my face
    sweeping back my hair to...

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"Our love is ill-timed."
That's what she says
But the feeling stays;
A bittersweet emotion,
Dark and deeper than the ocean.

Our love is sweet surrender
We close our eyes and get dragged under.
But sometimes I taste your tears
And wish I...

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Travelling down these sentences we find
Unknown,unsought, unthought, but always real
A home where we can rest our  fragile minds

The people  dropped,the habits left behind.
The good, the mediocre, what we steal
While travelling with the sentences...

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An Ill-Timed Game

Some people never know a thing called Kairos.
Before we bat an eye, it’s taken from us.
We seem to be on time and miss the boat.
If it’s important to be said, just make a...

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My hybrid beauty, Sutter's Gold
Your scent so sweet, your colors bold

There could not be a fairer rose.
Most perfect petals now are those.

Your leaves are green and fresh, unbitten.
You follow every rose rule written.

You are your...

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Inability never stopped him
It made the journey interesting
Stupidity never slowed him How could he know failure?
Time never stopped him, he simply multiplied
Salt water never stopped him he left it 
Hunger hasn’t stopped him he’s devouring...

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What do I ask of thee divine?
A semblance of value?
A frequency some say,
a simple cue of when to
start to ask my soul’s 
validation?

It was ill timed at the reception,
their mirrors sucked me in,
my teeth were...

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