Long Niches Poems

'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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"The Reptilian Anthropocene"



The Reptilians
war daily 
enrobed in their
stiff distinction suits
rainbow coloured badges 
pinned to their lapels
they beat their breasts 
and oily palms
profiting from all 
the soft-boiled 
foxes on the run
cerebral cortex bound
thinking they are free-willed
and...

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A long, long time ago on a cold winter's night

A long, long time ago on a cold winter’s night
Two hearts were broken the crest of the eve
This is the story of how it all happened
How...

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Ecologists seem more aware
than economic and political scientists
and capital and democracy leaders of state investments,
of the remarkable multi-functionality of natural systems,
like trees,
and river valleys
and their forests
with canopies of shade
enlightened from above by sun,
glimmered by moon...

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Organic
zero-waste stream 
permaculturally designed
and cooperatively owned
farms
are no more or less Democratic-Boutique ecopolitics

Than AgriBusiness
extractive anti-ecological 
rather than restorative-ecosystemic therapy,
competitively owned
and Business as Usual capitalist-colonizing designed
multinational conglomerates of anthro-hubris greed,
are no more or less Totalitarian Universal Supremacist...

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This SoothSayer's Warning – July 24th, 2021

Dire prognostications 
(terrestrial inhabitants blithely heeded)
with contemporary age
fortune tellers foretell day of (w)reckoning,

sans total mortal kombat annihilation
when human (and many) other innocent species
(stalwart cockroach adept to survive)
pitch headlong toward...

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Eccentric kook's reasonable rhyme zigzags

Doggone poet laureate
wannabe his index finger wags
nonverbally naysaying those,
who doubt mine posthumous
fame and fortune, which snags
eternal renown within pantheon
of storied writers such foolhardiness nags
yours truly keeps bad company with hags
unemployed day...

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At First Dawn, 
The curtains part.
The sun gently peaks over a distant horizon as its rays lightly stretch over the sky.
What was once the darkest blue speckled with small jewels is now an abstract mural...

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What's the problem is, the world is full of genocide
braking up rainbows
Polluting the skies, the skies
And still born children, old men fallen
Mothers and children crying, balling
fallen they fell down and
This world is just a Pandora's...

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The new roves are not like the old,
They purvey an unwieldy aspect
To their elderly kindred folk;
Even on this steep hill forms encroach
Upon an edifice grand of bygone grandeur;

 So to ‘Ghurt Muire’ that Jacobean domain
With...

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Do we dare decide to come to the aid of the big bad wolf? 
Once upon a time wolves thrived from the Arctic Tundra to Mexico. 
Nevertheless, this species became nearly eradicated because of man....

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Dire prognostications 
(terrestrial inhabitants blithely heeded)
with contemporary age
fortune tellers foretell day of (w)reckoning,
sans total mortal kombat annihilation

when human (and many) other innocent species
(stalwart cockroach adept to survive)
pitch headlong toward critical limit stage.
That eleventh hour fast...

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Descending,
  I manipulate and manoeuvre for the updraft
  Spluttering,
  I spiral down, then briefly up again, to glimpse a glowing sky
  Flapping,
  I fall forever faster, flat-eagled
  Plunging, 
...

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Spain in Rain Falls



There’s something different
About the rain in Spain
And being an English man
And well versed in rainfall
I should know a thing or two
About rain

It still falls horizontal
Occasionally with a side to side wiggle
But it...

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ABC Animal Twist

Adored and diverse, life thrives on earth; each day nature sees new births.
Big and small, abundantly in seas and trees; great beauty breathes.
Chameleons, cats, corn snakes, and coots, survive great threats in life's...

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LAST WORD, rules:

‘LAST WORD’ poetry, another new form invented by me, (Mick Talbot), unless you know different, feedback, please
Format:
[1] 5 lined stanza’s, as many as you like. The fifth line of each the refrain, and...

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A Butterfly Fluttering 
          *     *     *
A butterfly and all things in nature, living and non-living are abundantly...

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WHY AM I HERE AND FROM WHERE DID I COME - INDIVIDUALITY

I am a lifespan.
The future goes beyond that.
Anyone gives him or herself one hundred years even when he or she lived only fifty.
I am...

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There’s a sense in which all life is scum on this earth
(without God as creator), life here (more debris
that just floats on the surface of things, that evolves
to fill niches that former life spawns) has...

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it is just a last wake up call,
heavy bell tolls of John Donne
mourning for dying Humanity.

The very serious and decisive warning
sending to all nations.
Change your mind, way of life,
local, state orders
and global system –
for much...

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After years of the inner demon battle. 
Being told to fit in and just be a cattle. 
Takes its toll and boredom gets stale. 
Knowing the story has an unwritten tale. 

Some of us battle...

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Dedicated to my Friend, Andrea Dietrich


A blessing meant to materialize is how I define Andrea’s role in my life.  Andrea is a bright light of warmth that I began to seek more and more...

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My ship threw me in the water
threw me roughly in the water
as though saying "do not follow
as I sink into the sea!"

Left me on the seas crests lurching
in the night it left me searching 
for...

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the softness of her osculating,
doth set my mind ablaze!
my blood doth boil, percolating.

my thoughts, do me amaze!
nigh on a half of a century,
perambulated, true loves maze!

finding niches, O yes, aplenty!
culdesacs, joy, momentarily bliss!
her eyes begged,...

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From far away past where silent orbs
Danced to rhythms of unknown forces forging
Newer niches in cloud then soil then rock,
Smouldering, sizzling silently as time tic toc
Ebbed away, watching life on some lifeless rock surging,
To this...

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