Long One armed Poems

Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts.

Part 3


our subject awoke 
while still dark everywhere
dark with agony 
an amputee's life...

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If ever I had to have a country victim of pedophily : LXXXVI

[Note: 216,000 cases of pedophily, perpetrated by the clergy, have been recorded by the Catholic Church in France since 1950.]

If ever I had to...

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These people make me sick 
These false prophets
These religious money pits 
These well dressed demons of deception 
Nothing but
Con artists
Liars 
Purveyors of pure sacrilege
Pretending to offer you salvation 
Offering you the comfort of the lord...

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My freshman year is ending and I’m as busy as a one-armed juggler. Of course covid is back. 
It reoccurs at the worst times, like a movie slasher long thought dead.

When we have something scheduled...

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1. before 16 but after 14

2. 15 cents is not enough to get a gumball in a 25 cent gumball machine, nor is it the way
to pronounce correctly the name of famous rapper “50 cent”

3....

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Well, you asked for it so here goes!
I'm five-feet, eight inches tall from scalp to toes.
Born October 1930 in Indiana - so there, I've revealed my age.
I'm blessed with great health even at this elder...

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I know all things begin and end in eternity,
There have always been visitors,
I’ve seen them, haven’t you?
It’s scary how we treat them,
But would they treat us any differently?
Leaving the lights of LA way behind,
I’m heading...

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1. Betrayal builds up with great energy
winning my man
comes with a heavy bill of cost.
The third, trying to make us two unhitched
brings out thunderous evil from a Timpani
coveting from a loved one
makes her a dipsomaniac
and...

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Leaving London

A thousand flickered lights
Beat out neon
Fantasies animation
Jerks its pseudo motion
Feet by fifty foot tall
On the south river board walk

Juke box gangsters one-armed bandit
Hang street corners
From the eyes red light
By cliché shop windows
Of a thousand...

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I was encompassed within the sullen lust
Of gentrified prepositions

Incomplete adjectives layer the magnitude of
My emptied valor

I became entrenched in the touch
The smile
The tears
Of wistful elegance

This onyx cry
Now turns into an everlasting echo

I sing to these...

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Well, my bosses up above me
are always pushing, trying to shove me
into doing twice the work for only half the pay

When 5 o’clock finally comes
and I think this long day is done
they tell me I...

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Some say:
Secrets lie in the dead of night;
Darkness covers everything in sight.
Hiding behind night’s veil like a sprite;
Secrets never reveal their hidden insight.

Some say:
A secret lies within an entire continent;
In the folds of a mountain...

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the mighty bees came out of the walls with weird attitude
they entered the infant which ended up well-baked.
all the bubblegum streets suddenly turned ice-cold
but meanwhile everyone sleeps and blood’s being sucked.
it’s been proven that the...

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Lucky was such a lucky dog.Who had such
a lucky owner.That one day, the two went
walking together in the park.Only to hear the
other dogs bark.The owner said! 'Lucky, today's 
my lucky day'.So he went ahead, and...

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I’m heading for Vegas on the bus.
My cash is pinned on me real tight.
The AC’s down and it’s stuffy in here,
But I’ll have a nice cool room tonight

Only I won’t be in it -- I’ll...

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The full moon glistens on the fallen snow;
He still has a couple of miles left to go,
As he walks on home from the bus depot;
Of his visit there nobody yet knows.

His deployment in Iraq has...

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I've almost forgotten it.
It got too big -
holes appeared,
entire towns fell through
my memory.

The Forbidden City
is a convoluted red and gold ribbon,
my mind cannot now untangle.
Images float off the ink
of curling maps.
Snapshots flutter
like flags in a...

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I've almost forgotten it.
It got too big -
holes appeared,
entire towns fell through them.

The Forbidden City
is a convoluted red and gold ribbon
my mind cannot now untangle.
Images float off the ink
of curling maps.
Snapshots flutter
like flags in a...

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Along the blood road
there's thousands of ponds
carved out by American bombs.
An attempt to blast communism
into starry oblivion-
It'll take a hundred years to remove 
unexploded ordinances(uox's)
Children mistake them for shiny toys
every day is black Christmas for...

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Start All over Again (First in my poetic poem Civil War Series. Jim Horn)

Bodies, once with souls, we did carry,
From church to a country cemetery,
And new thought came to me again;
How many battles had they...

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We've been played 
again 
for the sake of ratings
by media mongrels
rewinding the worst of mankind 
in in the bowel of primetime
24/7/365 (hog)feed
leaving us completely cleaved 
and bloodied..
We've been played 
again
by big pharma (those lords of...

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The killing of a poet
  There are many sorts of poets those who
extoll the sitting regime tell of order it has brought
their words are recited they win prizes but few, today remembers their names
Federico...

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In my many years before the mast 
I’d seen rocks and shoals conspire
To ground me down to powder
Till I was just dust in the wind,
And I’d never even been to Kansas.
I was useless as a...

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From Sixty-Three to Sixty-Seven, we watched it,
upon our tiny TV screens.
We banned all phone calls or interruptions of
these fascinating scenes.
Dr. Kimball had been convicted
of the murder of his wife.
On the day set for his execution
he'd...

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While waiting

While I was waiting for the poem, I was going to write
to show up but I can`t find the right words
starting the process, I have amused myself by
writing two smaller things. I look at...

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