Long Intransigent Poems

THE DEATH OF TUTANKHAMEN

                 I.

The king is dead--and layed within his place,
  and night has fallen as it...

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THE DEATH OF TUTANKHAMEN

                 I.

The king is dead--and layed within his place,
  and night has fallen as it...

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Bombarded by myriads of daily data without cease,
I suggest a forthright discourse on this topic,
carousel of trend and sound adherence  merely looming?
some unwitting sentiment  an aspirational diction,
reverberation or innuendo pending aftermath augur,
the world...

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Robin Wall Kimmerer,
in Braiding Sweetgrass,
describes the first three woven rows
in process of making an ash basket.

The first Yang row of ecological root structure
is most impossibly conflicted
between extreme tensions up and down.
Weaving Yang-dominant is more of...

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Holes Within The Holes
(nautical in nature)

A hole in the dark
The ship sank apparently
Unseen or something paused
Passed briefly through a lightning strike
Perhaps there was no ocean
Or hole in the ocean worth noting

Being it was dark 
No...

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The battle between body and spirit

Housed as I am,
in this earthenware vessel
I witness,
the raging between body and spirit.
My mood- sullen and morose,
a telling sign-
a flashing indicator-
pointing to a weakness in my will,
a slow debilitating decline...

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I am patently smitten 
With utmost contempt ,they treat any mention of its reality
The realm of the illusory is its permanent abode
Its at best transient , an ephemeral indulgence ,
A violet on a morbid pathway...

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i
Lie back, tilting my head
hunched as if tango 
mangoed or like quesimodo
ringing notre dame bells. 
The straps cradle me
pinned in a rollercoaster
belted in a fast car, 
braced and buckled. 

ii
Electrodes are placed
on skin-thin temples. 
Gently,...

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That day before I crossed you
I saw the Thames
Where Wordsworth stood alone
To pour his heart upon the wave.
And I open mouthed wondered 
By the banks
Of endless history
For ever intransigent
On the Thames eternal transience.
And then I...

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A smile, a wave and goodbyes were exchanged
She said she would try to remember the good times
After the misery they had endured 
He replied he would seek the silence of the night

It had been an...

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Whether you are autumn sun or monsoon moon
is not much significant for me now
Will you stay the same in your intransigence 
or you will turn a receptive river
that is the point, she said


Now you exult...

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I see a leaking dame;
I see a weakened wall;
I see a once great partition;
Once strong, now compromised;
I see a melt-down of common sense;
I see a once firm now cracked foundation;
I see steel gates hanging from...

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My dear old friend

You haven’t realized how you’re heart has been faltering to the bitter black sweetness controlling your intransigent tongue.

To whom it craves another loving credulous tongue that you wish to twist yourself

But sad...

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The truth like stark reality remains immutable
Despite attempts to promote sophisms
Dressed up as verity and verisimilitude at a high table
Where misguided minds dabble at euphenisms and cynicisms

To disembowel and undermine global discourse
Indulging in fallacies
To subvert...

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Midnight Flowers
by: Leonora G. and Her Most Fave 
 and Loving Poetess Linda/PD


I’m roaming around in search of you 
Oh my darling, I’m feeling blue 
From gloaming to midnight, I truly feel, 
Your ubiquitous fragrance…...

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On my own terms my life I walk brave,
setting the course on the pathway I pave.
Nameless probing people uncalled, I descry
break the fence of protected privacy and pry,
ask incisive questions to slice my persona they...

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Surrounded by four walls.	
I feel disgust and despair.
Why can’t I snap out of it?
For listen: The city hums with listless life.
Hospitals thrive with dying patients,
oft with self inflicted excruciating pains,
more often meted out by egoistic...

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I walk my life on my own terms,
setting the course on the pathway I paved.
I see probing faceless people crowd uncalled,
break the fence of protected privacy, try to pry,
asking incisive questions shredding my persona,
I don’t...

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If you really want someone to love you
You should set aside making them happy
And just focus on why you love them.
We’re all flawed, I am certain you know too,
For when feeling unloved we feel crappy
Though...

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YOU HATE THE CANDIDATE!

You hate the candidate!
He is a populist demagogue – 
dangerous, deranged and despicable!
You did it to yourselves! You developed 
a “southern strategy”, reduced your once-proud
neighbors from citizens with a mission to whiny
tapped-out...

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I no longer listen to certain songs that remind me of you
If I do my brain becomes like white grapes in a wine press
the juice seeping out of my eyes
leaving the pomace sloshing within my...

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When my breathless body returns to the earth from which it came,
Let it be known that I tried,
In the face of damnation,
With the manacles of propriety digging deep into my flesh,
And the corpulent greed of...

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etched …

into flesh …
into the warm muscle of my being
your colors … stained me …
each a story
each a passionate moment of unusual depth
from the reds of your hot blood,
coursing me
the warm ochers - your joyous...

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I contemplate endings and beginnings, as the globe turns much more times than my 
Better chances have  burned,  I feel eternity's intent to smaller or larger affairs is
Almost democratic In it's indifference, also...

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I contemplate endings and beginnings, as the globe turns much more times than my 
Better chances have  burned,  I feel eternity's intent to smaller or larger affairs is
Almost democratic In it's indifference, also...

Read More