Long Interjects Poems

Hilda my partner turned in her bed as the early morning train hurtled by at breakneck speed sending tremors round our dwelling.
Those long flowing tresses embrace the shafts of first light so enthusiastically.
An otherworldly spot...

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from the extremely large to the very small, rocks have been game changers
  planet-sized melters, moon-makers
  asteroids with cataclysmic impact, dinosaur terminators
  again life's prospects pivoting
  this time, on tiny stable...

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Old man Moses’ sits upon his rock, contemplating his woes
Moses ails but a vision of a land for his sons and daughters
Brought here to settle, where their history then transposes
Exiled from Israel, then travelled by...

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Opposing standards is one of Tim’s favourite past times

Not for the sake of difference but to cherish critique

to brush away his take on ignorance searching for his truth

Internalized self-evident and for the sake of future...

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In the cages at the zoo they crowded around each other
A million milling from father to brother
All speaking in a babel a million languages
From clicks and keyboard clacks  to switches and bandages
A group is...

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#Conversations_in_the_corridors
Listen with caution, these corridors have deep explicit voices whispering some mind boggling conversations, erruptive spine chilly giving conversations, lies of good nothings, if these corridors could speak and show screenshots, world war 3 of...

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There's a story,
As old as time,

Cute little girl skipping thru the woods,
A big bad wolf who follows behind,

She's Carrying goodies for her Grammy,
She does it with love and because she's kind,

The wolf trots ahead,
He's a...

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I’ve been wise in my own eyes. Intellect.
 	Eyes shut not wanting to let light interject, and it’s dark.
	I can’t see, thus I’m sent walking with a blindfold.
	And I hold, my own understanding.
	Landing in the...

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We all have three voices ringing in our ears
Sometimes we can only hear the harmful one loud and clear
The negative, moralless, judgmental snake
 the one that reminds us of all our past mistakes
Screaming about things...

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I came to see you at the remodeled hospital
there were bright tiles, statuary Marys, and assorted saints
"full code" was on the door.
We talked about your eventual escape and some summer plans
Now ,I am informed by...

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Sea Czar Caesar sees her seated on a cedar two-seater beside the East Sea Seder.  He grieves since he sees his sister, Esther Dexter, with her red festered blister, next her.  

Guinevere is...

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I've been driving for decades.
A yellow Buick, deluxe convertible circa '51',
the model with the three-speed manual transmission -
8 cylinder.

A deserted desert diner. The door creaks.
I'm a doppelganger of myself.

Tomatoes fry on a skillet.
I throw my...

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The sweet bliss of silence.
As loud as white noise.
A crowd of imaginative beings bless me with their presence.
When I need company, they never fail to show.
When everyone else fled the scene.
They never chose to go.
I...

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HER

               the chains —
roses tied ‘round hands and feet,
apple-scented la forza del destino.

   the buds claw down her back,
send...

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I had been driving for decades.
A yellow Buick, deluxe convertible circa '51',
the model with the three-speed manual transmission -
8 cylinder.

A deserted desert diner. The door creaks
as I enter,
green tomatoes fry on a skillet.
I throw my...

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I've been driving for decades.
A yellow Buick, deluxe convertible circa '51',
the model with the three-speed manual transmission -
8 cylinder.

A deserted desert diner. The door creaks.
Tomatoes fry on a skillet.
I throw my Panama,
feed bread into a...

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You perforate my normality 
with snap-shots of the past. 
Images of yesteryear form 
a slide show which interjects, 
dove-tailing, sneaking in to 
the now with the stealth of 
the stealthiest fox. 

Distracted from the present...

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Snowflakes waltz on cold breezes

Remembered dance steps centuries old

Changing partners on a whim

Caring not whose creation they will trim

 

Father North Wind interjects boldly

Guiding the familiar waltzing journey

As flake swirls and spin gracefully

Always retaining their...

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Are you running from something? 
Chasing your tail no end?
Is it even your own tail you’re chasing,
Or some phantom that has attached to you?

Has its presence become so comfortable?
Has comfort become easier in your life...

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My stare, 
?       like a statue's -?     
                     not a blink, 
        ?                           wink?
...

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Love's light beams from the hearts and souls of Man
but His insecurities shade its glow.
And in shadows, hate and bigotry grow;
though Man's conscience interjects when it can.
But, like a child, He fears the bogeyman;
facing repercussions,...

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Cantankerous, crotchety, crass, crude, crazily charismatic and confident.
Hold my own with the best of the grumps, forcing them to back down.
Ornery in my abilities to build a door on which you are too fearful to...

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One day I was browsing poetry.com 
reading a poem, it was quite fun. 
But at the end, to my disgust 
I found that the author cussed! 
  
Thoughts of anger rushed and flowed 
through...

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The making of peace,   
A rejected road,
A crumbled mould.

The making of peace,
The heart yearns,
The body learns.

The making of peace,
The world desires,
The promise of the Messias.

The making of peace,
The recalcitrant rejects, 
Tranquil thinly interjects.

The...

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I am stomping mad, tromping mad,
ready to slice and dice the cad,
Angry and a tiny little bit sad
because she was so amazingly bad.

Wait a second.
My sane self interjects.
Isn’t what you heard a little suspect?

What if...

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