Long Palmed Poems

This page shows my writing process and is part of Poetrysoup's first workshop.  The workshop's intent is to reveal how revision strengthens a poem. Constructive feedback can be a gift.  Should any journal...

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August 13th, 2021 – twenty two years since...

Wicked bad designed day poem originally crafted
then alternately titled for no particular rhyme nor reason: 
courtesy Doctor Donald Dossey  
who coined paraskevidekatriaphobia. 

August thirteenth nineteen hundred and...

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(alternately titled: courtesy Doctor Donald Dossey  
who coined paraskevidekatriaphobia 

August thirteenth nineteen hundred and ninety nine
forever etched in annals of my personal infamy
as one still sending hair raising shivers down my spine
which following unpleasant...

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"Bat Crazy 5"


Some say

she was batsh** crazy
life hits the windscreens 
in the labyrinth of life
that way

the foot remains pinned
to the metal, fast to the floor
full speed, left brained left hand 
holding hard-gripped the gear stick

an...

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A few days ago your battle with MS ended
And your last breath was drawn
You peacfully closed your eyes
And your final journey carried you Home.

You went to be with your Saviour
As he awaited you on His...

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Tonight I felt the deep inner desire to conform, to feel at right with the crowd for fear of being scorned. But don't be fooled dearest reader, this ain't a story of morals and how...

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Xxvi+ marriage  anniversary (mine)
recalls first disastrous
date with future missus
approximately waltzing 
matt tilde two dozen
plus years ago

Tex Mex Connection
201 E Walnut Street
North Wales, Pennsylvania, 19454
every entree included beans
maybe refried or otherwise

effectively laid siege
mine delicate constitution
quickly...

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Don't ! Ask the sun, where we were
hidden, perhaps, in that caffeine moment.
And, pondering on the empty space ! 
Don't ever say, the visual became clear
as the silver dropped, to the deep floor
like that broken...

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This "plague" isn't going away anytime soon
we're openly told this is our new normal
to bend over and over without any lube-

There's much to be gained by prolonging the pain 
from the made in china masks...

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Behind the mirror, the man is seen

Where on our streets surrounded, Friends

Thousands met cold, untimely death

With screamed echoes of souls unrest

Bullets flied, guns blasted ceaselessly

Children dead in their mothers’ arms

Father, for his lost son searched

Found...

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“Scrabbled”



I could write a book
about all your dance moves
fire handed on a platter
heart beating like a hammer

a body of work
glanced at nonchalantly
on an open floor
dance cards marked, 

silent deals made
and understood
blind man’s bluff 
toe tapping...

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"Alpha Mnemonic"



Word
Image
without the image
no word

Language
a disease
communicable 
by mouth

Alpha from brain
Omega passed 
on her tongue
to yours

Ancient codex
genetically kissed
dispersed with
music intonation

gutteral 
romantic
cerebral 
never rehearsed

language
a virus formed
Mnemonic
from where exactly,

Within? 

ad lib
ad lucem
ad libitum 

from somewhere
other birthed
codex ancient
Alpha alien

genetic
hive...

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Noire,greenish and poisonous,
cold freezing,
in heaps,
incoherent and sad,
in flakes that were shambles,
she was an emotional wreck,
some black african mamba had bitten,
and bitten deep in,
soul had been torn,
and faith was tattered and worn,
she was at mercy of...

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SILVER    STRANDS   

We left the dusty strands of Santander  *
And struck west, seeking Peru, the far shining land,
Our carracks riding high in the water,
Hungry to ground our boats on...

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Black silky curtains hang down,
stopping short of 3 inches long,
messy, good scented hair, 
partly covering two beautiful hazel orbs,
dancing with the joy and suns light,
endless staring, tender loving eyes,
placed gently in a smooth light-mocha creame...

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Hard bud felt so and slightly slippery,
As I lovingly palmed it along,
 firm tether it had to the stem not letting it budge,
The day and after and  days later,
It felt softer with innards growing...

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She felt his hands so gently lift her hair
Her fingers trembled on the moistened quill
She knew his lips would graze her shoulder bare 
Her writing she kept up to mask her thrill

He pressed into her...

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trun my scarred wrists towards the sun, see where the shackles of shame once hung. bare my flesh and count the flaws where guilt gnash with sharpened claws.
Remove  the slippers from my hesitant feet,where...

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Palmed within your outstretched arms openly displayed
our fates are mapped for all to see, believe or be denied,  
so upon the lines of time and faith, let your love cascade.

Closed eyes will not belay...

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It’s quite a thing to lay a life to rest,
to place rocks over roots rotten with age,
cover leaves once green with soil, sodden from rain.

Conceived in the meeting of metal and wood,
born a size from...

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My hand slipped off my boot
and ran along the ore 
as the sun made all the gold 
glare much brighter than before

The piece that I had palmed
and positioned in my hand
reflected so much Sun
it would...

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As I embrace this rose the thorns piercing my flesh 
tells the story of a heart break that's nothing like the rest I stress 
she loves me less and less 
A blessing turns into the embodiment of my...

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Brighter than a fall bonfire, but with the chill of ice, 
the Winter sun haloes the gray and barren woodland,
throbbing, almost hesitant, with a fluorescent pulse,
brazen in its unrelenting descent, it clings--
to the horizon.

How it...

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Brighter than a fall bonfire but with the chill of ice, 
the winter sun haloes a gray and barren woodland;
throbbing, almost hesitant, with a florescent pulse,
brazen in its unrelenting descent, it clings to the horizon.

How...

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She didn’t think she
could dance,
so she twirled with 
a beautiful anxiety.
Her pursed lips begged 
people not to stare,
and so I watched
with open palmed 
eyes, hoping she 
would see that my
wandering gaze 
meant no harm.
With a...

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