Long Peace corps Poems

Merov’s Ghost (1) and Other Shots Across My Bow!

In mid-November of Fourteen, I published my first web verse here, (2)
the earliest spanned sixty years, composed for Senior English class
one night in Nineteen Sixty-One. Assigned just...

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- - Chapter 2: Adult Responsibility (With Some Breaks) - -     

By ten years old, no weekends off, 
Or Saturday cartoons, 
Although I did have cash to spend, 
I felt my...

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- - - Chapter 1: Early Days - - - 

My father was a rich man, la, *
Though schooled in poverty, (1)  
As such he seldom raised his head, 
Displayed humility.
The center of the...

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Tasting Africa (One L****ick at a Time) Part 1
(Though the title's a joke, my limericks are not!)

1. Life's Always an Adventure (Morogoro)
Can one's life be that safe when all live in a zoo -
Friend on...

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I have so many places/acts dear to my heart
I’m just dying to share some with you
Not to boast, I but honor them, all played a part,
I'm sure helped to bring me in your view!

Tell me...

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My father and I did not share all that much,
More like passing a truck on the road
Parent’s squabbles I overheard offered me clues
And at times I caught glimpse of his load.

His freight always sealed with...

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If you run into first smart 1970s feminist to become President Elect Hillary,
please relay this message,
if you would remain so kind
and thoughtful of our regenerative nurturing selves,
cooperating together.

I appreciate and applaud your ability to nurture...

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What are possibilities for EgoHealthy Peace Corps
if death is natural degenerative outgo
but also spiritual regenerate transition--
as Win/Lose risk
is to Win/Win opportunity?

What if Natural
is outside inside Spiritual
As  Space
is outside 3D
inside 2D linear Time?

Wealthy TippingPoint sacred...

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There are things in my life of which I'm not proud
But my letting friends down tops the list, 
I guess I could let my mind walk in a cloud	
But the friends that I've lost are...

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Chapter 3: College Preparation

My freshman year started quite smooth
Touch football broke my leg
My luck we had a tennis coach,
That brought things down a peg!

My algebra was like a dream,
Played tennis, found it fun,
And Science Fairs...

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It all began in Berkeley, California 
In the springtime of 1974
One fateful afternoon 
I was sleeping in my high school Physics class. 

I looked up and saw a tall,
beautiful Asian woman 
standing there looking at...

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I've always loved lizards, which explains a lot, 
My youth spent exploring what others would not. 
Our days at the park would find me in pursuit
Of speedy blue bellies (in long dry swim suit.)	
A butterfly...

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Am I Vexed? No!

Am I vexed to face music? We both are ‘same sex.’
It’s beyond man to fathom the depth of man’s soul
though perhaps a computer (imagined) might spin
all the dreams love might share, why...

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I know of a man. A man full of gratitude and humility for all he is and all he has
He has an eternal fault: an obsession to make a difference; to make an impact
To sow...

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Part I.    
The organized church, whether Catholic or not, 
Probably kills more people's faith than Satan.
Its grand pomp and circumstance all 'tommy rot, '
And designed solely to up ‘the gate' brought in.

The...

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'Camp Chippewa, ' its tennis and rifle range, X-Class sailing, 
And classic 'Old Town' canvas covered wooden canoes, 
Not the low-class aluminum canoes of a 'Camp Thunderbird.'
Cass Lake - garden of the Mississippi's hidden currents,...

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Who killed the president?
It was a fine forenoon when the pilot left the ship in Wilhelmshaven
in Curacao, bound for Maracaibo, Venezuela 
the sea was like a mirror at ease being back on the ocean
Then came...

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Frank Zappa
Was always my musical hero
Ever since I first heard his music
Back in 1974

He blew me away
With his musical genius
His satirical wit
His mastery of rock
Classical and jazz influences

I soon became a big Zappa fiend
Went to...

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I have a friend with no bound’ries, no corners,
Preferring to just sleep around,
If he should vanish, I know where I’ll find him,
For sure, a new girlfiend he’s found.

As a lover, I know, he is quite...

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There’s SO MUCH Left to Learn!

There’s so much left to learn, dreams I hope I can share
that I haven’t touched yet, more new dawns still to bloom.
And I’m blessed by my muse when I pen...

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Eight inches of snow saw no hat on his head
an act of derring-do, my father said,
   He ascended the steps
   the eyes of the world upon him
   An orator...

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Oh! Sir!

Great teachers changed the world for me,
I sometimes dreamed of teaching too!
"Yet, 'gift' to teach!" stays blasphemy
While 'taught' to teach still make kids blue!
The Peace Corps pushed some faults aside,
Grace opened doors to serve...

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I first dreamt of Angela when I was but a lad of 17 living in Berkeley, California.  It was 1974 and life seemed full of possibilities in that magical year the tail end of...

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Voting With One's Feet
(American Peace Corps Volunteers)
Let me sing the 'American Peace Corps,'
Its heart for so much of the world
Though by governments youth are exploited,
There brotherhood's flag flapped unfurled.

Some who served on return would get...

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Korean Blues Crown of Sonnets
I have been dealing? with Things Korean
?for almost 40 years now 
dealing ?with a once exotic land?
now my second homeland
?first came to Korea?
In the Peace Corps in Korea
I ?went to Korea...

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