Long Kipling Poems

I wanted to write
 The best slavery poem   ever written—
Perhaps win a Pulitzer or Faulkner. 

I had every intention of conforming 
To the standards 
Of modern verse and composition, 
Lyrics fluidly written, 
Perfect...

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Oh how I want a doggy, 
a bundle of love and fur.                       ...

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Splat

Explosions do not always signify combustion but often combustion arrives after many years of layering the layers and tightly packing. Thus meaning that a fried piece of fat could slip and burst out of the...

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Bigger than YOU Think

The internet, 
is large... indeed. 
It starts here and never ends. 
It just starts over somewhere else. 

In the beginning AOL, 
time spent waiting to connect. 
Now we sail across the sea,...

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Stop Killing My Country

Accused of political banter, 
to speak the words, God Bless, 
and America in the same sentence. 
Bespeaking the fear, 
of being proud, 
just to be born in a land free from tyranny....

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I see and hear a great overlap between
left-brain dominant education,
straight white male privileged political power,
and capitalist win/lose 
Elite ballistic gamesmanship.

But, as importantly,
what do you hear
see
feel
believe about ingredients for violating plutocracy
and for degenerative
fading public health
and competitive...

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When I was young,                               ...

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The Mask of Fate
(This poem deals with the Corona Virus. 
It is very intense.)

My kid's school called.  
The college. 
They said that there had been...
a national concern; regarding the Sun. 
No... 
That was not...

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As a child I loved playing with teddy bears,                          ...

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(With apologies to Rudyard Kipling!)

If you can keep your head when your computer crashes
right after a new programme, removed essential caches!
If you can smile when you lose a whole day's work
and the blue screen of...

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April has come but March still lingers, this is the reality of the east winds,
April and May, a the time for poets, as they write off the tyranny of reality,
Fickleness and uncertainty, has always been...

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You know, I could be Kipling
channel a fancy humoring tale
have all of you begging of lyrics more gracious
such as this, a mystic masterpiece made for this generation
Come on, dabble me with praise
put a paint brush...

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Take a glass and fill it half full of water.
We have often heard by some the glass is half full,
by others the glass is half empty.
Now which is it half full or half empty?
It is...

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Whatever happened with Bob Dylan and the Nobel Prize?
I remember it vaguely, for I was sailing afar
There was no response when the announcement was made
Just silence, with the door left ajar

Bob won the Prize in...

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At dusk, a brilliant western panorama
displayed off our seventh floor balcony.
Fluorescent colors, clouds of fuchsia, amber,
yummy yellow golden glazes across the sky.
So spectacularly spanning sentient space
a show of shows of unearthly grace.
Looming large clouds block...

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As I slept a spell fell over me                           ...

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Run Through in Babylon

Friends, I wish to speak, 
but they have cut out my tongue. 
So I fumble...

Instead,
I hear your words, they are strong, 
and your passion true. 
However, it is the content of which,...

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As I look down                               ...

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The day my life changed when I was seventeen,                          ...

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As I am looking what do I see,                           ...

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The music of the clanging from the chilled glass of wine,                        ...

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Here we sit all cold and wet,                            ...

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Like a New Day

Every day is, the same...
and not. 
I long to go to work. 
I have lost my mind?
What a crazy statement.

I used to hate my job. 
I used to long to be home....

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As I throw open the curtains what do I see,                         ...

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Written by: Rudyard Kipling

 If.. 



 If you can keep your head when all about you 
 Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; 
 If you can trust yourself when all men doubt...

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