Long Nutmeg Poems

"FALL"



I wrap
my Autumn world
around you

Calliope turning
raising the 
season’s poetry, 

I am she
returning 

dancing 
with Summer’s 
dying leaves 

Twirling you up into 
my warm golden brown 
symphony

hear me sing, 
whispering notes,
holding keys 

towards you 
you're approachable
reaching...

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Mother nature oh! Rose of roses!
Mother of all flowers' and smell,
Ylang Ylang! You don't know what it causes!
An aphrodisiac turns you on like hell!

Sandalwood with its masculine warmth poses,
Rosemary clears the head, you can tell,
Peppermint...

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It gradually turned chilly between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Although Frosty the Snowman rarely visited our part of Texas, his pal, Jack Frost, surely did.  He wafted his way through the drafty house, chased by...

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The holiday season is upon us, and I delight in the memories of my childhood yuletides.  One such memory stands out quite clearly. Just before Thanksgiving, November’s blustery winds arrived, weaving frost spider webs...

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Earth         was a perfumed garden
residing in a single                   ...

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Sonny hid behind the melons 
In a busy Asian marketplace,
Near the plantains and the mangos 
Where the shadows could obscure his face.  
He inhaled the air around him 
And enjoyed the fragrant scent of...

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Moon 
---- 
 
 
Once night Gretta Foster sat in the backyard, 
building a rocket ship that ought to take her a-far, 
she had been working day and night - tirelessly, 
hammering, programming, all so...

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The Gift of Christmas

Some people say Christmas in this present time
Wanders lost
Through flashing ads and tinsel carelessly strung
On an artificial bough.

Some people say the Spirit of Christmas
Lives no more -
The simple Christ Child’s birth
Coldly mocked...

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It was a long summer and the bees did their job,
For the trees were filled with apples, hanging like little knobs.
 
Oh, those orbs, they looked so delicious and red,
I gathered so many, I had...

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The Gift

Some people say Christmas in this present day
Wanders lost
In ads and tinsel carelessly strung
Upon an artificial bough;
Some people say the Christmas spirit
Lives no more -
The simple Christ Child’s birth
Coldly mocked by glittering ads
For diamond...

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Far within the forest deep,
where Pixies play and the Willows weep.
There lies a pond with lilies pink,
that within the night, the stars do wink.

Those that the pond loves and feels,
has respect for the Magi ways,...

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I love to spend my October afternoons walking ankle-deep in dried, curled leaves.
They cover the back country roads, the forest floor, and my own front yard.
But, I cannot bear to rake them away, or burn...

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I cannot read small labels, my eyes don’t see so well
The labels on my spices: a culinary hell.

I came up with a system; it’s pretty hard to beat,
‘Cuz most of what I cooked before was...

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Cotton Lizard yellowhammer Heart of Dixie We dare defend our rights.                        ...

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----paranoid, pornographic, psychotic, pontific, politically aware, rapping, rhyming, right here, right now in River city, rock and roll up the Yazoo, sad, sadistic, sarcastic, sassy, satanic, schizoid, shitting, silly, sexy, smarmy, smelly, smooth, snarky, snarling,...

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I smell something so beautiful!
Many different fragrances are drifting toward me.
So many sachets of poetry are prettily displayed.
Such visual delights!
I stoop to relish one - a citrus blend
with sweet anise and cinnamon.
Ah! How fun this...

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The twisting and turning snatches of light are back on the wall
I can't decypher them - they don't have messages within 
There's more to be known from snatches of caught words than prepared words
The truth...

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Preserving Childhood memories

Those years are like dusty boxes of old books
Each book classify as a quantum leap for me.
My first steps that led to many things,
I kept thinking of my small bottle of goat’s milk
Flavored...

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Spring appears in waves of magenta, ochre, and kelly green 

Prisms dance across hallways and ceilings 

Raucous laughter rolls over fields of clover 

Each child spreads their arms and runs, tumbles, 
and blows bubbles 

Afternoon...

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you got a brain in there you're reading this
when's the last time you found yourself using it
 to continue assembling the puzzle pieces
in the proximity of an existential grievance
minus the usual cheap suit wonderment
in agitated...

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A Seasoning of Scent

Each season wears the scent of its own seasoning
A signature perfume – wafting spice that beckons 
Awakening 
When my memories come out of hiding shadows
For misty autumn Sunday mornings when a bouquet
Of...

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Once glorious, but now rusting buildings, lined every dusty road.
Somehow everywhere clung the smell of cow dung.
My heavy bag, a giant rucksack,
Most of it I shipped right back.
I thought there wasn't much glitz or glamour,
And...

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Stepping through the pine and holly wreathed front
entrance of the homeless shelter,
as a Christmas Eve snowfall decorated the city,
I carried a fresh turkey,
I heard joyous singing of adults and children as
the warmth of the lobby...

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Talos's teather


Protected by having
in an industry of lovers
he proceeds to ply
between two things i
characters together
heirs to assignment
cohorts of work
trouble through the details
sort out the duties
define there roles
championing each cause
might they labor
thus in toil must they
labor!
When...

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They called out "Nutmeg'" hurry up,
Fred is onstage and doesn't want another flop,
I'd been taking dancing lessons overnight,
hoping my under eye bags wouldn't cause too much fright,

Fred in his usual top hat and tails,
while I...

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