Long Petrels Poems

Peter (my bf) and I are at Heraclee beach for the weekend.
It’s a little sliver of heaven, about 11 miles south of Saint Tropez.
It’s too early in the season to swim - being breezy and...

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Show me a place where I can be in a little island far above the sea where the skies touch the hills and transmit a message to my window sill. Show me a place where...

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BACCALIEU   EPISODE

Portuguese  named  it when they found
Bacalhau  -  meaning  codfish island.  They knew
Its  essence  -  the  French called it Baccalieu, *
This dangerously rich...

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There was a penguin named Billy
Who had dreams which all the others found silly.
Poor Billy caused a lot of tension
Because there were things he needed to mention
No one listened to Billy.
While all the raft were...

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F  l  y  i  n  g

a sailing tailwind
in cerulean streams
through creamsicle colored beams -
are wings reflective of turquoise truth 
and white purity 
of Autumn’s ether -

he aviates 
a clear troposphere...

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Everyday I go birdwatching,
I see them-
Seagulls, Geese, Humming birds-
Flutter and puff out their wings,
To soar the tinted sky-
Dancing along the clouds like small jets,
Or the carefree glide of paper aeroplanes.

I watch as their wings carry...

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We Are The Stardust Men
Collaboration by Stark Hunter and D.Lee
Dedicated to T.S. Eliot

We are the stardust men, 
the wayward stardust catching men,
dalliances of mind and shadow occur openly,
As we have cast off our anchors
And await...

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We Are The Stardust Men

Dedicated to T.S. Eliot

We are the stardust men, 
the wayward stardust catching men,
dalliances of mind and shadow occur openly,
As we have cast off our anchors
And await the tidal sway,
The open expanse...

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STORM    CLOUDS  
    

Storm clouds gathering again from the Pacific
Over this  graveyard and its winged totems,
Cedar stories rich in legends, these items 
---  Of far-off people,...

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Mariners in our wanderlust,
We sail beyond the horizon’s curve.
Fearful, we dare the briny deep
Out of faith in the dreams we serve.

Rough-hewn by years of knots and coils,
Our hands hoist up the canvass sails,
In the ways...

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THE SNOW and coarse wind both plunge down over oceans
Unbound and unmeasured by obstinate sailors
Who drift while confronting ungrappled emotions
Like obdurate petrels and stoical whalers. 

Imprisoned ashore on a cliff is the mourner
Whose wings have...

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The American eagles left their warm nests
before snow fell on the evergreen pines and spruces,
so did the ravens, grackles and petrels...
hidden among the white mountains, the river still flows.


So peaceful, so cold is this winter...

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I've felt Daren's absence for years,
a most unforgettable memory: 
someone who was very close to me.
The long roaring ships cut 
through the bubbling and whizzing waves,
and disappeared into the glimmering sea
while dusk obfuscated its brilliance;
unrest...

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Birdwatcher

This passionate, keen Ornithologist, 
Is an interest, I profoundly pursue. 
With the upmost of dedication, 
To Black Tern & Long Billed Curlew. 
 
Never a Twitcher, or just an obsession, 
Binoculars on hand to observe....

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