Long Introspective Poems

Impossible mission to captcha infinitesimal moment

alternately titled: tick tock runneth amuck
seconds elapse imperceptibly 
leaving me dumbstruck,
how quickly fleeting tempus fugit; 
ofttimes imagined as time thief.

Hence following vignette: quiet as a mouse lurks the time thief...

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Disability, Illness and Fundamentalism

My brother died of Cystic Fibrosis, 
When I was twelve and he fourteen, 
It took away his ambitions, 
To study at Oxford - the pipe organ’s steam. 

I understand being born with...

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Personal Worth 
Everyone has value. Everyone has been called for such a time as this to use their unique gifts and experiences to serve others and to serve God. But what are those gifts? And...

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Back in the height
of our pre-millennial military-industrial
post-revolutionary days
of competing excess...

No, love,
Stick with
Once upon our Sacred Times...

Once upon a time
here in the US of Northern Americas
we used a Reservation Model
to dispose of hopelessly disabled aboriginals,
too RightBrain...

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Once within eternal time
of pre-LeftBrain domination,
I recall breathing in 
EarthMother's richly hued nutrition,
and this Other inhaling me,
purging lungs of misperceptions
that I was Her
any more or less than S/he was me.

We owned this communion together,
sacred breath...

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Stricken with anguished nausea

Written three years ago tomorrow, 
yet superimposed (likened to 
emotional palimpsest) upon 
mental state of yore
recent post traumatic stress 
triggered courtesy war
torn legally tendered greenbacks, 
where enemy bonded, heisted, and netted 
mine...

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The Square Root of Beiruit 
 
Ten men bending while theyre pretending to be near the ending
A capitalist nightmare glares like rotten fruit
The squate root of Beiruit
No it isn’t fair, so they’ll start to loot
 
The soldiers are...

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Why is misery said to love company
while depression demands solitude?

And
is it always true that nature abhors a vacuum
or 
sometimes true nurture adores expansion?

Misery,
depression,
anxiety,
negatively respond to trauma.

Negatives do not look for like company
but can positively appreciate...

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The Beast smirked, horns quivering ...
"You know you want to", he said, nodding toward the hills
There, above a dark, gaping wound of earth, Página Sagrada shone.
A sheer, white marble face of mountain, it shamed all...

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There are many "cures" for depression, some of them are drugs from a pharmacist, and others are creations by a loving God.

Quietness seeps in through the walls,
Reflective and nurturing, sure that her promises will glisten…
Loudly...

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In borrowed plumes, a masquerade we stage,
Thoughts echo doctrines, passions preordained.
From broken families, where fractured spirits weep,
Mothers of sorrow, 
With eyes that never sleep.

We inherit canvases, pre-primed with societal skews,
But the brush trembles in our...

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Digging my own grave synonymous with a sense of accomplishment

Quite an undertaking
to break ground
figuratively, and symbolically linkedin
while able bodied and mindedness
readies cemetery plot within Elysian Fields
although honestly, and truthfully
as an organ donor,
yours truly opts for...

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I had always loved being near deep-sea water, and I was never too far away,
As the beauty of fresher tomorrow, is but mystic hours from prevalent today.

I enjoyed swimming and boating and surfing, and even...

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Se7ven
 Se7ven believed to be insightful, intuitive, truthful, introspective, intellectual, and wise.
 “fullness” “fullness” “fullness” “fullness” “fullness” “fullness” “fullness” se7ven 
such “completeness”  “completeness” “completeness” “completeness”  “completeness”  “completeness”  “completeness”   
...

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TO WIN A HEART
To win a heart you must be true.
Integrity, should you win let it be part of you.
You'll find no need for compromise,
True love, is not ever in disguise.
it's in the eyes, true...

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Sometimes we can go all our lives seeing something without really having any insight into what we are seeing. For instance, hands in prayer position.  Because they are praying we assume people will put...

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I've spent so much time trying to write a good poem, that I've ignored the possibility of
BAD POETRY.

Bad poetry,
the soul speaks in cat-whispers,
I meow one back,
The garden bleeds living colour,
I sprout something too, words,
and if...

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To balance on a bike

you've gotta keep moving

but

 

since we can't

always move

 

our lives will improve

if we learn just when

it's time time time

to put a foot down

 

to keep

from falling

and breakin

our crown

 

wise is the...

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Kindness and Lament

Money never to be found or spare
Funny how people just sit there and stare
Honey now you know this really isn’t fair 
Sunny for those who genuinely care 
Affection for those who are broken...

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Random chain of events
preceded occurrence re:
guarding existence of me
interminable fits and starts
concerning self destruction
inherent within one measly
self important species.

Yours truly synonymous 
with any chance reader
(of course inclusive those 
untold past multitudes,
who trod upon this oblate...

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Life is all about family and love.

July 20, 1969, this day in history
Astronaut Neil Armstrong walked on moon, 240,000 miles
From Earth, a billion people
Listening at home:
“That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for...

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a flustered tango of Gypsy moths 
drumming the porchlight; chalk artists; 
the endemic disappearance of farms—silos lost 
in unkempt fields;  space stations; the sunlit-scent of lemon 
oil on cherry wood; birth; the chasm between...

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I could have cried like a bride at a funeral
Bled out, dry. I could have but I was already
dehydrated...I

i think of you

I wish someone could turn the 
moon back on, turn the dimmer back up
on...

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The Batman Movie (a review). 

The clues part was cool, but the end of it got boring. I liked that Batman kept a journal - I like the idea of men keeping journals, because, do...

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January 17th, 2020, a moost memorable outing at Collegeville Diner

A hardy acknowledgement yessiree
to the blessed sister Amelie worthy
of such beloved, devoted,
feted husband Rich truly
bestowed predicated upon
random chain of events

i.e., accidental, biological,
and genealogical happenstance prithee
applauding, apprising,...

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