Long Ninety one Poems

We'd laid old George to rest the week before,
at ninety-one he now rejoined his wife,
no heirs to his estate, so one thing more
to do, and that's clear where he'd spent his life.
Downstairs had been quite...

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October 7th, 2023 upon third anniversary of mine papa's passing...

Death no longer jars, nixes, 
and rattles mine sense and sensibilities
without pride nor prejudice
no matter (even with marginal persuasion) 
wit and wisdom of Jane Austen ill...

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They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters:
These see the works of the Lord and his wonders in the deep.

From the 107th psalm




It's been the hub of the...

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October 7th, 2022 upon second anniversary of mine papa's passing...

Death no longer jars, nixes, 
and rattles mine sense and sensibilities
without pride or prejudice
no matter (even with marginal persuasion) 
wit and wisdom of Jane Austen ill...

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Me, an aging baby boomer
long haired pencil necked geek
burning, depleting, using... fossil fuels,
thus a global nonrenewable resource(s)
repentant consumer
admitting heavily trod carbon footprint
additionally deeply enmired
within very late adolescence,

hence I shriek
with utter dismay
starkly aware personal hygiene
suffers direct...

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I.
It was in the frontier town of Simmons,
in the year eighteen hundred ninety-one,
that two twin brothers, the Malcomson twins,
bought themselves a ranch that they hoped to run.

They were identical by the looking,
one was named Harmon,...

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But a strange change happens
at early nightfall
in those stuffy rooms and halls
and it suddenly becomes clear
all was not as it seemed
old folks transformed
so cunning and keen
sparkling iridescent
playful, plucky, pleasant
flagrantly libertine!

Like children slowly scampering
out of bed...

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Lamenting life lost before mine untimely death

Last rays of wicked flickering candlelight
even to this present day 
(October 4th, 2023)
lxiv anniversaries marking birth
emotions of ambivalence self directed at me,
and family of origin diatribes still career,
within psyche...

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Father now journeys
into afterlife destination alone,
October 7th, 2020 mid afternoon
with Earthlings ministration did attone
where night envelops his lovely bones
rendered devoid of any groan
courtesy Roxanol (morphine)
and Ativan finding him prone

to experience painlessness, and no
his dying wish,...

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Johnny Thunders… Room 37. 

John Anthony Genzale JR, a man that did the drugs and booze, 
Not only born to live but ultimately born to lose. 
Born in fifty two he loved the game of...

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waiting
with diaper on 
for this woman to get up 
off the kitchen floor and
stop bleeding while a man 
hovers over her with grimace 
and clinched fist

waiting
for our first-grade teacher 
to stop crying 
over the P.A....

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Ninety one degrees in the staggering heat
Has mysteriously erupted my heart beat
The savior is sitting in the burning fleet 
Waiting patiently for the day to complete
Voices of pain trapped in the lane
Voices of hope reminiscing...

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Mysterious Tower

                         From top of a tower I am watching Sun...

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This world is a lonely place full of phony fakes drug addicts killers and pedophiles and those who rape
lowly snakes who pretend to smile but only chase the dollar signs coz that cash really motivates...

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He was born to Joseph and Delia near Galway Bay,
  He lived on a farm and there he would stay.
With Oliver, Kitty, Sean, Gertie and Annamae,
  And with Maureen, Eugene, Eamon and PJ.

Two...

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Nineteen ninety-one, just four years in,
love's first blossoms wilting, with little peace,
and, straining underneath its fragile skin
resentment, like hot magma, sought release.
A revelation reared its ugly head,
something I never knew from years before,
the cracks grew...

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Nineteen weeks

One hundred and thirty three days

three thousand one hundred and ninety two hours

one hundred and ninety one thousand five hundred twenty minutes

eleven million four hundred and ninety one thousand two hundred seconds

It will take...

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A Mother’s Love

She rises with the morning sun,
And starts her day out on the run;
When afternoon, the clock strikes one,
Her day has only just begun;
Why even when she’s having fun,
A Mother’s work is never done!

Her...

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There was an old lady named Lindy Loos
Her skin was a canvas adorned with tattoos
Her back and her front were a fine work of art
But one final message she had to impart
For now she was...

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THE   LONGEST    DAY

It’s an astronomical fact little-known
That  New Year’s Eve  nineteen ninety one 
Was the longest  the  record will show.
The sun set in the west at...

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As I’m driving down the street in Brentwood,
Nashville’s richest neighborhood,
The police pull me over, oh it’s still a common occurrence,
I can hear the sirens and the lights flash on in cadence,
Oh it’s usually something small,...

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GGH 1917-1991

He worked so hard to provide
Baling hay and plowing
Hauling hay to the barn
Feeding cows or sowing

He never seemed to tire back then
He always found time to play
Hunting ‘coons or riding horses
He loved to do...

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And positive death is striking vivaciously
her weakened,shrunk and paralyzed body;
the tiny breath of miraculous life
still persists agains its given time!

Gradma,at ninety-one,you draw the sincere
love of all who surrounded you with obedience;
your ever-beautiful face,although now is...

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What???...

To get someone to read my poems… Contests there must be.
They must be bleeping nuts thinking I can follow all those cockeyed rules.
Out of a zillion types of poems they always pick the weirdest ones.
Allowed...

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one two three four five and six
severn eight nine ten eleven and indeed twelve

thirteen fourteen fifteen sixteen 
seventeen eighteen nineteen then twenty

twenty one twenty two twenty three twenty four
twenty five twenty six twenty severn twenty...

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