Long Margo Poems

"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces"

                    John Ruskin, 1853


I think of youth’s sweet...

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Everybody got a Hollywood life story
to tell
More meat on the bone
give juicier bites 
to sell
Nobody ever turns in a tarnished silver screenplay
Those warts and mistakes
get Photoshop casting couch edited away
Baby Jane rude attitude don’t make...

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(conclusion to previous "poem" here)

One afternoon, our home phone rang and I began, as usual,
a heartfelt chat with Sheila. My memory is dim.
What we talked of I can’t quite recall. I only know one thing:
I...

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We three teachers were taking a painting class.
Mr.G, the teacher was new, fresh, nervous.
Asked us if we would please let him put our paintings into an art show.
Kitchia was reluctant, but Margo and I handed...

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Quote the Donald Trump 
Our Great compassionate Leader
Our Dear Leader, our Great Leader 
“Its disgusting to watch”

As an elderly man falls down
In front of him hitting his head
And bleeding all over the nice marble floor...

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es 1/29/11 

                             Dead puppies are no...

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In my bed I lay
Here I want to stay
Let my mind wander astray
In to an ordinary day.
 
My father persists
‘Up now, you will be late for school’
He greets me with another
Breakfast to go.
Pops is on...

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(Although this was inspired by Olusequn Adelana's poetry challenge about betrayal, it is 
much too long to enter it; but I'm thankful for any poetic inspiration I can recieve!)

What Finally Set Me Off

Sometimes Mom would...

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As I watch the endless coverage of the storms from hell
Harvey, Irma, Jose and so many others
It seems almost end of the world like

As I sit on the smoky west coast
With fires burning everywhere

Thinking of...

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Unlike the others in my family,
I rarely let emotions take control.
A temper tantrum they'd not see from me.
The "cool" one I was called. It's still my role.

I rarely get choked up by anything.
As one well-balanced,...

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Lay atop our great abyss an ancient tapestry,
an ornate picnic rug, upon which many will sit,
exhorting the tales of its tattered threads.
Tall tales of scholars of sort,
that made deities of fortune tellers.
Gluttonous sitters will long...

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In a loose constrict
In what I am doing here
It occurs to me
A commonality
Between a Cat Lassie
And a Potter sometimes in a Frock.
 
It must be understood
The different characteristics
Of admire, aspire and inspire.
 
The inventor of...

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If I were a Mermaid

If I were a Mermaid my name would be Margo and I’d live in the deepest blue sea 
 I’d swim with the dolphins, make friends with the sharks and hope...

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She is aware of distance,
a distance that replaces smooth with wrinkle,
that adds weight to where it once fell away,
a distance as controllable as a storm, as time itself.

It feels likes a rope thinning,
each frayed line...

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in 1923 girl babies were named Nancy, Susan and Ann
boy babies were christened John, Michael, and Joe
then the flappers came along and changed everything
Now girls could be Lois, Louise, and Edna
Boys were approved for names...

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TO:Mommy


You will never see my eyes
You will never dry the tears I would have cried

I wondered did you care?
I wanted to know the color of my hair

Am I on your mind?
A passing thought or a...

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Watch the rodents and regulars
Sifting through the spiritless so-so
Of their sake.
Rushing for a room
In the established B&B,
Avocados and aperitifs 
Swelling their bellies and slowing their minds.
Always wary of all their wares,
Reapers of replication.
The competition of...

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Today we will have guests for tea.
Lots of guests.
Some may call it dinner,
Some may call it supper;
Some will be here because they want to be, 
Others who may not;
Some will be here because we want...

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Fashioning the favourable foul,
Cutting the caustic cordial,
Rearing a rabid recall.

Pardon the potion
When blind and blundering
We fathom the favourable foul.

String along the slug
When casually and crazed
We concede the caustic cordial.

Split the sauce
When tardily and turbulently
We receive...

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I love books and fantasy stories,
Majestic tales of fictional worlds and glory,
I live and travel from page to page, 
I shift from old to young, no longer feeling my age,
Listening to enchanting lute tunes played...

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So, as said you sir
the sun did still rise
albeit in a blur
among shaded skies.

Where clouds did gather
at a dunces brainstorm
for a dance and a blather
upon a pseudo platform.

Hustling to heady highs
saturating their misbehaviours
soon they will...

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