Long Partridges Poems

"There are too many to count in just one day, so let me poetize it this way"   
A thousand dreams have sailed away a thousand more have sailed me home, and 
Bartering with...

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A glib giant of the river borders 
The discerning ears of the ancient Power, we mourn
Where caravans cascade to unseen voices 
And the rumbling of avalanche bullets invades our peace 

This mind  captured it...

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The Headless Greenlandic Horseman
A Meditation in 6 parts.

Avalanche
I.

The sky is starry
The night is scary
I'm very afraid
of the living dead;

On a mission; or Fugitives in the city
II.

The headless Greenlandic horseman
speaks Kalaallisut very well indeed,
plus Dansk and...

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Bothersome boats of pickles can sail away with their self inflated ideology. Whilst free-falling atoms can give a lovely fragrance at any time of the year. At any given moment it is wise to watch...

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Placed, in Your Power … Are Promises
Placed, in Your Power … Are Poultices
Placed, in Your Power … Are Prodigies
Placed, in Your Power … Are Possibilities

Placed in Your Power, is my Prolonging
Placed in Your Power, is...

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Whether working wallabies would weave waved warm wafers or whether wallpaper would wear walls is two times a question really. It is rational to assume that an ass jacket would dart over a yak and...

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Wrinkles and twinkles and wind colored cheeks
callused old feelings well hidden

Take a ride in Old Vermont across the covered bridges
Wander through the woods of Maine on down east running ridges 
Stop and face the hard...

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On a cold and frosty morning I gazed across fair fields, woods and copses,
I heard a wood-lark sing a sweet song, so sweet, hairs on my neck raised,
Did I hear it earlier in the month,...

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Resurrecting Icarus
or
A Modern Moral Fable
by
Rick Folker
Kansas City, Mo


Daedalus claimed the sky,
Built a labyrinth from which
Theseus could fly
...
Minos enraged, entombed the 
Treacherous Daedalus in a tower
No sky could aide the architect’s power

On high
No land, no sea
Gave...

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Have you ever seen a duck come in to land… on land
It’s an eventuality that nature never planned
For ducks that land on water such a graceful splashdown make 
But should they land on terra firma…...

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The Weather Outside is Frightful


Christmas in Miami is a difficult sell
When the outside temp is hotter than Hell
St. Nick tries his best in the humid air
But soon sweats right through his underwear

Partridges tend to avoid...

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Africa, 

Upon this vantage pedestal I see you, 

i gaze from this hollow quest, 

away from the home of my ancestors, 

a sojourner for a time, 

I yearn, 

to tread again the beautiful climate of...

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"Christmas"

I’ll stay with you 
towards Christmas
those 12 days 
and beyond

a strange few days
we meet in the nether
and hold on ...
like there’s no tomorrow

while the gryphons
try to work out 
which side their
mind and body is on

12...

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A fat grassland is neither a wasteland nor a heather mountain. It is wise to twirl a large ink dotted feather flock to the sky uniformed but not adhering to dress codes of societal norm....

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As snows gently coat the land
Breezes softly brush it into peaks.
Candles glitter and flutter in windows
Deep shadows flicker in their light.
Enchanting dazzling gems sparkling
Frosty branches dress the clearing
Garnishing the white landscape
Hark! hear the sleigh bells...

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Christmas is not about silver bells
And sleigh riding in the snow.
Christmas is not about holly boughs
And sprigs of mistletoe.
Christmas in not about golden rings
Or partridges in a tree.
Christmas is all about Jesus Christ,
Who came to...

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Pickling peanuts is never that wise. Who would pour horseradish on a shoe of development. Christmas cards in April must be shit. Unadministered weaponary forces of shrews in igloos never swarm in a flock. So...

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Two plain partridges,
Scared and confident,
Scared like they always used to be,
Confident like never before,
Urban partridges,
Plain, bland and shy birds,
Who dwelled on branches,
Corners near and around our homes,
Partridges who flew away,
On approach of even human shadow,
A...

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THE TWELVE  DAYS  OF HAPPY HOLIDAYS


In days gone by when the wordld was much younger
Kids played football in the streets
And for celebration had very simple treats.
People had a more limited possessions-hunger.


Gifts were graceful...

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Quis? Ego
~ on the anointing of Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Johnson

So what if it was just a drunken dare
Quis? Ego! Made at Eton long ago
I dub thee Boris of the Golden Hair
Servus, servum, servi, servo,...

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Silver bells charm young listeners,
As scintillating trinkets are admired,
Golden baubles reflect the smiles,
Delighted squeals escape from ecstatic lips as,
Unending wreaths of love and faith eye,
Mistletoe hung up so high,
To watch over as mysterious figures,
Hurry to...

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12 drummers drumming
22 pipers piping
30 lords a leaping
36 ladies dancing
40 maids a milking
42 swans a swimming
42 geese a laying
40 gold-en rings...
36 calling birds
30 french hens
22 turtle doves
And 12 partridges in a pear tree

...Frankly, it was...

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