Long Peck at Poems

Who or What are these People?

There across the sea is something on top of the steeple?
It looks like people? But with a different neck? Should I pet or let my bird peck at it? I...

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A single branch, clawed and pecked, fickle and straining,
Lonely Nestling and father, paw and peck at their home
Lonely branch, spasms in the wind
Nestling and father paw and peck, yearn and whimper
These Flightless Birds, on a...

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Written: April 14, 2025  for contest sponsored by Brian Strand

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The subject matter of this poem explores themes of transience, intersection of life and death, and the fragile coexistence of...

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Birdman

Bold Dewi Jones would leave his home
first thing every morning,
and trot him down to Towy Wood
just as day was dawning,
and there he filled his Tesco bag,
five pence from any store,
with chickweed celandine and seed
and other...

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the field is given a name
battles are about where they disappear
the ones that walk away 
      don't know where the hell they are

       ...

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A little sparrow flew down to a bush and said, "Please, can you give me a little swing on thee, and the bush angrily said no!
So the sparrow went to a goat, to nibble the...

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This is a story of an old couple who had no children of their own.
One day while the old woman was washing clothes at a nearby river, she saw a large rosy peach floating downstream.
She...

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(This is a sequel to my poem- Within the Cage. Part 1. and a true story.)


I saw the Earth and its happy brood
And everything around in a sunny mood
But in my cage sat a single...

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Memories like a Chinese dragon
fluid~~~multihued~~~rattling.

I wrestle my brain,
p                          i
 i...

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the field is given a name
battles are about where they disappear
the ones that walk away 
      don't know where the hell they are

       ...

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The traffic was strident, lanes straight
the cars lined the street and froze rigid.
The cop with a glare of pure hate, directed
a line of gate crashers cutting.
The sidewalks segmented in rows, false
lure more tourists into a...

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However you dress...compress these clever creatures…

More not less..whenever features...success..

To be Francis...what about Bacon…

Salty...naughty.. fatty flavour to savour.. 

Doing each dish a favour...a porky saviour…

Get a hard on from a lardon..

What’s much better than pancetta…

Peck at...

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I have bought a garage-sale typewriter.
It is an old replica of an even older machine.

It should have a desk of its own,
but the computer has eaten all of that space,
and its plastic belly keeps getting...

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CRT calculating - I saw this from the beginning as one of my husband’s kin-in-laws began to ask questions or inquire as wanting to pick, or was it peck, at my brain. Her telling facebook...

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Two Leaves On A Stump
(A tribute to Indira Gandhi’s leadership and her valiant struggle against
the fascists written a few months after her defeat in the election)

“The deeper I reach 
The higher I rise,
Hark the birds...

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The morning greets me with birds at my window
They peck at the glass, 
they chirp and harass,
"The sun is up, the grass smells clean! 
The flowers so pretty they must be seen!" 

I pull the...

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Every night, while I watch,
she stacks the dirty dinner plates:
carefully, habitually,
with the grace of a woman
who has learned to love herself.

Intentionally, methodically,
cleaning dishes at the sink,
she is at her most beautiful.  
This is her...

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I’d like to discuss the manners of crow,
That dine on the roads where cars come and go.

They peck at road kill without forks or knives,
But ‘caw, caw’ to their friends, saving their lives.

They don’t use...

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Scarecrow

You'll find me 
in paddy fields and gardens;
even on front porches. 
I'm a decoy, as lonely as can be. 
I look frozen in time, 
mimicking Jesus 
crucified on the cross, 
but I swear I mean...

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THE     DUCK   RUMBLE

Like a Bronx street cop I saw it coming  :   I could bet……
One gang protecting  its turf against another’s threat.
The mallards were well...

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He was a fancy farm rooster always
prunin’ and preenin' his feathers for show 
But man could that rooster wake up the dead
when he puffed his chest and let out a crow

He was the king of...

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After my father died, I moved to his old house
Donated many large items to charities
As each item was removed, tears streamed down my blouse
But some were not wanted; what would become of these?
 
Set up...

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A hot summer sun
and clear unblemished sky
reflected upon the idle tranquil
water surface of a sparkling river
as the glorious day gently and slowly goes  by
Passing tall flourishing sprawling
trees with their rustic burnaged leaves
gently swaying in...

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THE FARMER
A young man went out and bought him a farm.
Paid a million dollars a leg and an arm.(Don’t know who’s)
He bought him some chickens and let them lay eggs.
When they quit laying he had...

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we were all born into sin but as time progressed
I became guilty of so many sins of the flesh
I guess the pain I possed needed an outlet
but would only get expressed when I became upset

raw...

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