Long Jigsaw Poems

The greatest performance of my life.  
Howard’s proud piece de resistance award  on Poetry Nook for my magnum opus “Rush Amid The Rapids” in their daily member section.
After endless hours of toil, tribulation,...

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'Continental Drift' - The Metaphor

In the seventies (1), few people dreamed ‘it’ was true,
guessed by scientists first when rough coastlines compared (2)
matched like parts of a puzzle (a jigsaw), found place
that joined ‘drop-offs’ waves hid...

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In the heart where your naivety resides
you wonder what haunts the sun
and why pain enjoys your childhood eyes,
when you see warm blood run
then you know that death can color
and like you, death loves a dramatic...

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“The History of a Wasted Mind”

 

What goes through the mind of a recidivist
Fist full of hate and hurt marking time
Fist full of history, got down with the dirt
The History of a Wasted Child
The History...

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foisted upon her was the merry go round crystal chandelier

it stuck in her beautiful mind like a beacon of flaming desire

of clouds fried by a cuckoo with an indestructible socket

her eyes wide upon pupils dilated...

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"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God."

Take your pick! Or better still, self realise your own insight.

Interpretation of the agnostic: 

Original thought is energy created...

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It was the summer of my 16th year. Mother encouraged me to spend part of my summer vacation with Granddad, a self-professed stoic. I reluctantly agreed, for he was a peculiar man. I couldn’t imagine...

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Growing up I was never the favorite
Never the good kid
Never given a chance
 
My outbursts were shut down
I was told to
Sit down
Shut up
Keep it together
 
My parents struggled to keep me in school
They never had...

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For as long as I remember I’ve had this avicultural fad;
keeping birds in planted aviaries from the day I was a lad.
Caging prolific zebra finches to the pretty Whydah bird.  
Bred Strawberries and Cutthroats...

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For as long as I remember I’ve had this avicultural fad;
keeping birds in planted aviaries from the day I was a lad.
Caging prolific zebra finches to the pretty Whydah bird.  
Bred Strawberries and Cutthroats...

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"Circadian"



In the garden
I planted for you,
somewhere in 
the unplundered
Territory of Hypothalamus,
I found a flower 
who’s name was
You Wouldn’t Know the Truth
“God Help Us”
cried the lost 
Praying Mantis,
“Hear this, the journey
towards Light 
incurs a deep dive...

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Was it worth
Butchering the butterflies 
We gave each other? 

Were they not 
Pretty enough? 
Or were they just too fragile 
For your unstable world? 

Your world of
Mismatched jigsaw puzzle thoughts 
And drunk high school riddles...

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Intristically woven and intensely painful this agony is raging in (angers unleashing) quietly depressing. She took apart the left over pieces of her heart that were left strewn all over the floor for the stomping...

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Broken Pieces

There is a rare and beautiful vessel of pottery
Moulded and shaped to an exquisite piece of work
The potter’s loving hands have taken great care
To bring it to perfection.
It is smooth and colourful with just...

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(Manifesto) 

VIII … stop! - Skid! - Shift knobs, slide gears, vomit numbness, fondle!… the music of 
guillotines!… 

VII … unmannered retching! since everything is a percentage of death in motel prayer-nights 
separated from unholy...

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"The Chalice of Murdered Crows"





How many moonbeams
would it take to overflow 
my chalice bathe me naked
dew kissed diamond glistening
bare skin freedom feet seeking
my missing, slow dancing lover’s athamé


How many sunbeams
would it take to burn 
your...

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For the days when your skin feels inadequate
And you want to escape from it
When you've scrutinized every fiber of your being & want to trade in your reflection
When you don't look right juxtaposed next to...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: XLV - Tongue teasing epigrams

A stitch in time can save an arranged marriage and stave off a family feud, not to mention everlasting vendettas.
Still waters run deep in sleep.
When the hens begin to...

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She looked peaceful in her lavender dress-
as I suppose she was. Eyes closed as if lost
in childhood dreams, small hands folded across her chest.
Her glasses resting beside her auburn strands,
lips pleading for color, her face...

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Sometimes, life has no reason unlike the seasons
It aimlessly drifts with the wind
We find ourselves in places of unfamiliar faces
Bathing in the shadows of sin
Our souls become lost up in the holocaust
That once was a...

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Project Progress


Born under a black star, progress has been made,
But birthdays come and go and I still cannot act my age.
Destiny has been calling; it is time to pick up the phone.
Plans are in place...

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Season of death plays her melancholic tune,
tragedy portrayed through a chorus of birds.
In regret, I ponder why you left so soon,
still mourning the impact of your last words.

Demons hid some pieces of your jigsaw brain,
lost...

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We'd made a dawn start that day, following in his footsteps, as
apparently Jesus used to get up early.
Our group had gathered for a reading, and to pray, along with
fruit and cereals our first staples of...

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“Phoenix Dreams in the Realm of Crows” 

wake up 
shake up 
kaleidoscope girl

jigsaw
see saw 
fit the pieces

she 
another world
away 

the in-betweeen
flows easily
through the veil

safe harbour 
opening 
portals 

for ocean steering 
curious kaleidoscope
stories to sew

the slip...

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SHATTERED REFLECTIONS
In the streets we met
In the dimly lit night
They say,” Don’t underestimate fate”,
We finally got a chance to meet,
There seemed to be a barrier on the paths we were supposed to cross,
Our eyes met...

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