Long Mourning(a) Poems

Born into a world with only one hand to hold
Delivered by eyes impassive to his existence 
cold fingers brought no warmth to his welcome
While no strength held him high.
The yearning in his eyes hollowed with...

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Dear future wife that will love me all my life,

Underrated hate
Overrated love
Rated R for Recovery
Ain't it loverly? 
What's wrong with being prideful?
What's wrong with being wonderful?
What's wrong with you?
What's wrong with me?
Being with me tonight
Being...

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Ho Xuan Huong (1772-1882) was a risqué Vietnamese poetess. She has been called "the candid voice of a liberal female in a male-dominated society." 

The Unfortunate Plight of Women
by Ho Xuan Huong
translation by Michael R....

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Quiet! Everything around is too loud
I can’t stand to be in this crowd
Their voices go silent but I can still see their mouths moving
They’re giggling, obviously find something amusing

Are they laughing at me? Why? What...

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I've spoken with the rain, it explained it to you
It got upset with my sadness and made me cry
I've covered me with sadness, wailing / mourning a dirge
Do you hear the sound of the rain?

The...

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A woman of mystery
Dressed in red
The blood of jealous women's misery
Her mouth is discretionary
Her words planned perfectly
Others fix their mouths loosely
But with her details, she's choosey
She only said
What she wants spread
Her stories are wildfire
The gossip...

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The Parting

Exodus 14

We stand sweating and thirsty by the shore
At the setting of Ra
A setting we’ve always anticipated
Bringing a glimpse of beauty to each day of toil
Beauty now eclipsed by a plumage of fire
Baking our...

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World gone mad

Shots are fired, young kids expired
Schools are closed, no educators hired
Diseases spread, haven't you read
Land mines sown, too scared to tread
Where will it end, this world gone mad

The seas a mess, plastic detest
Clean...

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What can my lips say when thought falls silent?
Strings of disconnected thoughts run over my forehead,
Night gathers within me, it's later than I believe,
And each idea, a frailty, they are all strange and unexpected.
I confess,...

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Last things you whispered, a promise under stars,
“You're the only one I’ll love, no one else from afar.”

Silly me, I believed, wrapped in dreams made of gold,
Yet soon you found another, leaving my heart cold.

Was...

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Hearts succumb to tragedies, lead by pseudo eternities
Reaching out once more, in futility
For a spoken hope, that is void of action
Watching success bloom, breeding envy toward a friend
The cycle is harsh, every new beginning enticing...

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I've spoken with the
rain, it explained
it to you
It got upset with my
sadness and made me
cry
I've covered me with
sadness, wailing /
mourning a dirge
Do you hear the
sound of the rain?

The rain began to
speak, it rained
with love
Everywhere it...

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These aren't empty sentences filled with nouns
& verbs but is a testimony of spirit 
The witness sits inside peering from behind 
spirited eyes of vengeance 
Mad at a world that's full of cattle being steered
to...

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     "A Mother's Crossroad"



staring at the tiny white casket
tears cascading as raindrops fell
sorrow surrounds my heart holding blue basket
with his favorite toys crying with toll of funeral bell.

though grief usurped my...

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‘BLACK SHEEP DRAWBACK’

Discouraged, anxious and unsure—pitch black tarmacs start their war
Petrified, panicked and distressed—uncertainty cracks amidst unwelcomed guests
Dissociated and desensitised a perfect attack—as nervous disposition follows predictable tracks
Another prestigious black tie event—suites and shoes will...

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It moves me,
soothes me,
cuts to the core
and pierces 
right through me.
Prison of wood.
Bars of strings.
Captured notes. 
The canary sings.
Broken hearts burned to ash.
Melodic nuclear winter.
Injustice causing retort. 
Revolution's chief dissenter.
Weaver of composers basket
to carry heart's...

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The way, in which I lived, so shall I die? 


The sea salt washes up against rocks 
and bleach the stones white 
Like a genuine pearly stone. That when I knew 
Someone was mourning a...

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Living Life

What if my life changed tomorrow
Or I slept the sleep of death
Would I leave a trail of sorrow
As I struggle for each breath
Would I have time to make amends
To those that I have wronged
And...

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One day beyond mourning, a new sun to shine
 a promise remade, not a cloud in the sky

One day beyond mourning, your spirit still warm
your flesh now at rest, on the hill past the barn

One...

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One day beyond mourning, a new sun to shine
 a promise remade—not a cloud in the sky

One day beyond mourning, your spirit still warm
your flesh now at rest—on the hill past the barn

One day beyond...

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America, Remember


Here I stand with emotions over sweeping. 
Flooding through my soul and being. 
Tears flood my eyes and stream down my face. 
As I look upon, His saving grace. 
A soldier beside me, only...

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At The Knife Edge Of That Deep, Dark Abyss

I that was born on a dark, stormy night
So gifted at young age, deeper insight,
Lead to safety of ever brighter Light
Freed from darkest of dark, began to...

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The princess

 I don`t understand the British
when Diana died the county went into an unseemly 
mourning a mass hysteria of grief.
She was divorced for a little  called Charles
they had two sons who are both...

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look into 
the owls face
in large eyes
a bird 
of great wisdom
weeping in a dark veil
tears flowing
in darkened sight

take a walk with me
writing in the clouds
surrounded in mist
mourning a loss
of one's heart
within a soul

staring into darkness
abyss...

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Some choose not to have children
others maybe one or two 
three seems to be the max now

it’s not like when Paul was young 
and a family might have had six or more
the wife at home,...

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