Long Kick out Poems

Oh God Most High, oh yes…
I’ve done it again…
I admit…now, I’m in distress
Oh Lord, why did I sin that same sin over and over again?
Why did You allow this to happen to me? Where have...

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Race-Ism

What makes one man or woman better than another?
Should we think differently of those who adapted
to another environment and adapted another color?

If our differences are only skin deep as a tone
why do we unto our...

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I glance up from my mask while the sky is still dark, and it resembles the shape of a question mark.
 It curves where the people are going round and round, then it nosedives like...

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a Pastor isn't only defined by his spiritual resolve
he's also shaped by his flock and how they've spiritually evolved
for a church to be prosperous, powerful and prophetic in life
they need to be faithful, persistent and...

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Back in Iowa, where my mother and several of my siblings still live,
my big family gets together for a reunion at Mom’s apartment,
using the reception area of the little place where she now resides.
Mom cooks...

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Seattle Washington of King County is where I was born in early October of 1954.
And it already has become another sanctuary city.  What is a sanctuary city? In
the case of the USA and Washington...

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The Whittlers

The stately county courthouse was their usual meeting place,
a columned Greek Revival, and a lovely public space.
They sat upon their benches under lofty pecan trees,
wood shavings on their ankles and some cedar twixt their...

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Day one out of the womb – had a full crop of hair,
black like my daddy’s (it later went more fair).

Early childhood – Mom kept my brown hair short
because I’d twist it into knots. What...

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"Placebo - Part 2"



There’s little sins and HUGE SINS
Little mistakes, possibly forgiveable.
HUGE MISTAKES, HUGE SINS?
That’s a different kind of metronome
marking time over a head, while
a recidivist waits for his deal with God.

You ask those little...

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With every step you`ve taught me, this is my elaboration...


The motherly love, unique to all individuals
however, some not as fortunate as others.
Some born with silver spoons, to extreme empty rice bowls
love that portrays from your...

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Meetings part one....A moon is neither a plant nor a weapon so never sit in a washing basket at ninety eight degrees. And a tick tocking plant is available for hop scotch games. Timed over...

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Meetings part one....A moon is neither a plant nor a weapon so never sit in a washing basket at ninety eight degrees. And a tick tocking plant is available for hop scotch games. Timed over...

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It was a strange day when I realized
I couldn't talk to strangers anymore
the connection I had with them seemed to be disabled
seems I'd been kick out through some unacceptable door
free speech and opinions where no...

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Dear Green eye man, there is so much I could say to you.  Pretty much all of them are the stuff only to be thought not said out loud. The last three years I...

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It was Pentacost Sunday when the Holy Spirit descended upon Jesus' men
all gathered together in one place cloven tongues bestowed to them
it was a glorious sight to see everyone on one accord
now under the influence...

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AS I SIT HERE AND STEW: 		
	MY VOICES ARE ON CUE,
RUNNING MY LIFE, 
	AS THEY USUALLY DO.
MY HEART TOOK A LEAP, 
	AS THESE FREEKS, 		
		THEY DID CREEP
AROUND THIS HOUSE IN MY HEAD.
	THEY’RE SO ENTERTAINING 
BUT,...

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Ask is love blind, or deaf or dumb, still kind.
At eleven, what hypnotizes me -
Imagining perfect, like braids entwined,
His eyes always on mine; and all is glee.
Wide smile on screen, his star-studded jumpsuit.
Sings puppy love,...

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Frank Sinatra’s name still has instant recognition even today.
He was perhaps the greatest singer of the twentieth century
And possessed those famous “Blue Eyes” and that trademark 
Voice which thrilled and fascinated audiences worldwide.
For most people...

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Blessed are the poor in spirit, they say,
But the world kicks them down every day.
Crowns of hope crushed beneath gilded shoes,
While rulers feast and pick and choose.

Blessed are those who mourn in the night,
Yet no...

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Asleep


Now that they're all asleep
Suspended in lies
I wait for the snow to stop
I don’t want to miss the moment when the world stops
And everything is still
That moment that no hand can cease from moving 
But...

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So you are choosing Rocky Mountain Oysters over Meatballs
You love to eat them from a zip loc bag at the mall
You grew up in the deep south  eating these odd things
For instance, you choose...

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One morning Dee woke to find the most unusual toad
Perched o’er the water line in the “bowels” of her commode
She put on gloves and sought to catch the elusive creature
But no matter how hard Dee...

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Maybe there was love shown 
the cooking and the cleaning 
it’s difficult to have known 
with all of the demeaning 

When you can’t tell the difference 
between a trophy and detention 
awards that lack significance...

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all you serious, and formally  trained poets, please excuse my satire, but a guy 
born in Brooklyn NY, (me)- really gets a kick out of this somewhat pretentious 
classification system for something, to me,...

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inner soul still strugglin'....

clothes torn
child's scorn

forced embrace
slapping my face

alcohol smell in my nose
mouth held closed

hands  tied, i thinking why
legs spread
creakin' bed

vaginity took
as his freinds look

fears and tears
for many years

pregnant at a young age
mom in...

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