Long Pathetically Poems

     by how many badbyes can you measure the length of your day

                 first comes...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private 7 with excerpts from “Notes on Poetics” by T. Wignesan

(Note: With this post, I bring to a close EM’s pamphlet collection: Faithful Private, GENERA editions by Colin Simms,...

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An old farmer, his wife and little daughter,  had dinner in their farm house before going to sleep,

A gang of four thieves, showed up on the farm in a dirty, old truck,  to...

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Now listen, 
you called me a Souper nova missing the pun, 
being clever with words ain’t for everyone, 
you comment mindless and tough
I laugh cus you're a spineless pup
 
do you ever think.. umm..
no you...

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The Little Children are Crying
 
Of recent sad occurrence—
At the southern border of the USA
In prescribed DHS detention centers,
Little refugee children are crying
For their mothers and fathers—
From whom they had been cruelly taken
And caged like...

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Nero the god! I had a dream. 
There I was at the foot of Mount Olympus.
 Mother was with me as usual. 
As we reached a cross-roads, Agrippina said: 
"Come Nero, here we turn left"...

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Adulterous besieging capstone damnation
exploitation foists groping, heaving
insidiously jerking
knowingly lunges
machinations notoriously nymphomaniacal 
officiating penile quests
rapaciously, sadistically 
tenaciously, unstoppably 
vasocongested wickedness 
Xerses yawped zeolously.
*************************** 
All throughout history of  man/woman kind
ascendent civilizations extensively gouged, 
impailed, kindled, murderous...

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as all the “elected” puppets congregate
with hands tied behind their backs
& marionette strings held in the hands of
corporate america (aka the global corporate),
they edge the tips of their toes along the
“fiscal cliff,” in order to...

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* Collaboration of Limericks written by Jan Allison, 
   Tom Cunningham, Tania Kitchin and Lin Lane


Here's a news flash, the latest scoop
There are parasites in the soup
AI bottom feeders
Poet superceders
Those who cannot write...

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I walked away because I couldn't sit and watch you love someone else.
At first I thought you expected me to support you like a cheer leader.
But in the end I realize that you were just...

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OBSCURITY
I watched myself crash into the mud,
Through the obscurity I could see traces of who I was.
The reflection of the innocent punctual me,
Staring pathetically as my demons devoured me.
Those guilty eyes still craves for beautiful...

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‘Get the motor running head out on the highway looking for adventure’

Well it is only the council road with potholes but Oliver races his pushbike

Walkman headphones sound ‘Born to be wild’ or Attention Deficit Disorder

But...

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I'm sorry
I'm sorry
My audience
My audience of one
my audience of ten 
my audience of who is grateful enough to listen
I know you've heard enough of me today
but I just need a distraction
I just need an outlet
I...

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I draw daydreams devoid of grammar.
Jumble memories with synonyms.
Cook laughter with adjectives.
Flirt with rhymings.
Drool over oxymorons.

My masterpiece is not just another
crushed paper.
Or left stale at the back of a 
hotel bill.
Or a long text message
killed...

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Your destiny reveals, misfortune for thee, 
I control it, only me. 
For I am the master, the one with the key, 
this is how its been, how it will always be. 
Nothing can change this...

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He's so phoney in poems, moaning only,
same tone, same story,
a war he can't endure anymore that beats him sore and sorry,
exploring his core for strength absent before in writes of sheer folly.

Wanting to write powerfully...

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Irrelevant boyhood arcane flotsam and jetsam...

Impossible mission to jettison
nonetheless laughter iz best medicine
more enjoyable with vignette aye fabricate
(think swifty taylor harried style)
ah... voila - metaphorical light bulb Edison
would appreciate.

Martha Groff a classmate
the youngest of four...

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The Sunshine.

I hate the sunshine; it makes my head spin,
The very concept of a gigantic ball of burning gas, 
Hanging in a billion mile room,
And a globe spinning round hurts my head,
The sun reminds me...

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Not just do to; do with:
Do with others as you politically and economically expect and hope with others.

Not just do with; do with each Eternal Moment,
as has always been done with you
and your Elders still...

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i have come to pray ...

snip, blow, extract, fold, place
in veneration of your utter authority ...

the nakedly honest appreciation
of the deific pedestal i exalted you to
all those many years ago ...

such sorry, sad observance that
this...

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I love you, I hate you, I want to help you, but at this point you deserve the pain. 

Not because you’re a bad person, but because you are putting it on yourself by now....

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Pathetically gifted - magnificently twisted
Forced to be Christian - I resisted
Future declined - humbly sublime
Time for this world - I resign
Deep space/time coated memories of old
UFO's and Motherships - dipped in gold
Getting jaded thoughts about...

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There’s a fairy in my garden,
Her voice is rather rough
And when I asked her for her name
She answered, “Fairy Nuff.”

“That’s fair enough,” was my reply,
“It  seems to suit you well.”
“Oh no,” she said “I’m...

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You're a student of psychology
but apply the knowledge horribly.
That makes you a novice and I've noticed
you're easy and obvious to read.
You did not succeed at this subject you studied.

Time after time you called me a...

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We were best friends. 
We were lovers.
Inexorably linked.
For such a commitment-phobe, I fell in love quickly.  But I didn’t fall, really.
I dove headfirst.
I chose her.  No, she chose me. 
She was always lurking...

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