Long Oaring Poems

Splash Bang Reflection


W ~ hen it has hit home with a big splash bang or silent reflection that time

E ~ lapses and fireworks are for the moment and not forever young displays


W ~ here here...

Read More

1/ To be continued in many parts

It was a different era and it’s a different story
Of a boatman and his enchanting melodies 
An Apsara* falling in love with that boatman 
But the boatman having a...

Read More

The Boatman’s Song       9/Many

After taking some passenger, the boatman moved his boat
And while oaring the boat he started his singing 
Tarang felt as if, someone was pouring honey in...

Read More

Ravaged and forgotten, I await my fate in this junkyard,
Under the fierce sun and pouring rain and snow . . . but,
Still within this rusted frame beats a soul and memories, and
There was a time...

Read More

One day I asked my Mommy and Daddy if we could go to the zoo. 

They said, “Sure, we will go to the zoo some day, just not today. Today we are too busy doing...

Read More

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Meaning: Adj: Extraordinarily good; wonderful

(S)oaring on the wings of love
(U)nder starlit skies spread above
(P)arachuting with joy in hand
(E)manating across the beautiful land
(R)esting together peacefully side by side
(C)asting smiles far and wide
(A)fter the sun sets, swirled...

Read More

Below the veil of twilight, memories sway in the moon's oaring,
Effigies of the departed rise like incense smoke amongst ruins.
They have sprinkled us with pale dreams, and now, flowers of forgetfulness in the yard,
Whisper silver...

Read More

Fuzzy and hairy that is what he was, a cuddly big bear. She   
Undressed shyly before him while he took his own sweet time   
Zesting it up with cologne before a...

Read More

Written: May 6th 2024

                  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It's tough to revel in delight, but I grew!
Dreams rouse me, not in an...

Read More

Living below the low of slow roll
dyeing above the bow in fast sail
failNG front the sow is last paul
baylin flaps the lap si four call
wishin blips the cap tu tres papi
living clips the mam or...

Read More

Every single plant and flower is my friend.
Many the forest path do I journey,
Breathing in the rich earth and clean air,
Reposing in a meadow green just listening,
Amongst the dancing daisies just resting.
Could anything else be...

Read More

SPRING SHOWERS

S oon the rains fall to replenish mother earth
P lanting beauty for all it's glorious worth
R enewing life and splendor so very divine
I n step with Nature and God's holy shrine
N ew life bursting...

Read More

The bird chirped on a twig,
Nice little home bird,
That we find around us in numbers large,
Neat little bird,
That goes about its business wide and far,
Its puny body, thin legs and soft wings,
Have a simple running...

Read More

“A body can’t do everything,” frets Grandma.  
Hannah instantly joins kinswoman, laying
monogrammed napkins, opening peas quickly.
Reluctantlyly stopping, turns unto visitors.
“Who xrates young zucchini?”

-----------------------------

R ashly  he didn’t stop
A t the railroad crossing
I  t...

Read More

My days have been numbered,
Youth had had its call.

Daredevilry was my doing,
As I zipped on the highway,
Yielding to none,
Speeding away, speeding away.

How I miss those starlit nights,
Always new company,
Venting Rock's rants,
Evenings were for make-out.

But time...

Read More

Exquisitely frail, a lone flute exhales, leaving this heart in a flutter 

Cascading aloft, soft violins rise, from the flow of smooth silver rivers

Swelling the throat, sending spirits afloat on a sailboat of pure ecstasy

Transforming...

Read More

H ow do memories retain the brilliancy of star’s vanes?
A nother time another place, would memories have such grace?
P erhaps, it’s simply distance, that works this mystery this mischance.
P oor substitute for touch this distance...

Read More

A lbatross a wandering ~ the largest bird up in the sky
L ongest wingspan ever seen ‘twixt eight foot three to eleven foot six 
B reeding is the only time I'm touching down on terra...

Read More

M-ake your mark, 
A-chieving sweet success; 
R-each your goal, 
S-oaring into happiness.
H-ave to make your mark, 
A-ttain your elusive dream; 
L-ose not your hope, 
L-et it be strong and firm.
O-n twentieth morn of July, the...

Read More

There’s something mysterious;
I hope it’s not serious:
my muse will not write when I row.

She’s no river daughter;
it’s time that I taught her
that water and words can both flow.

Bereft of her musing,
the rhymes are confusing;
ideas just...

Read More