Long Pf Poems

i am a sweeper ,sweeps   a yard of forty acers...
starts the day sweeping te falen leaves..
dirt of other peoples bad manners pf throwing dirt...
a supervisor who is a man of its own rules..
a...

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Self-Addressed Stamped Envelope

Horrid tin on wet paper. Coastal fragments of an empire twilight. Nonsense to corners in a deck along the warped cabin. Would you be silent for a moment? Afraid it seems, all these...

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Golden Harmonies of Existence

Grace falling in essence of pure gold from the sky
Place the lightning bright vision from the centre of my third eye 
Embrace the old derision as the armies can only try
The lace...

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Zenith University   

I am a proud graduate  
of Zenith University,  
where the quality stays on  
until the little dot  
shrinks and goes away.  

I attended that fine institution  
with Tom and Jerry,  
Heckl, Jeckl, Mickey, Minnie,  
Da?y, Donald, Daisy,  
Huey, Dewey, Louie,  
Speedy, Wile E., Gumby, Pokey,  
Yogi, Boo Boo, Dino, Chucko,  
Hobo Kelley, Lassie, Bozo,  
Betty, Barney, Bam Bam Rubble, 
Wilma, Pebbles, Fred,  
Casper, Felix, Sheri? John,  
Gentle Ben, and Mr. Ed.     

Astro, Elroy,  
Judy, George, and Jane--  
Eddie Haskell, Wally Cleaver,  
Mom and Dad and Little Beaver.    

Favorite Martian--Flying Nun,  
James Arness--smoking gun, 
Spanky and Alfalfa,  
Larry, Moe, and Curly.

Tests consisted   
of posted patterns.
To see those,  
you had to get up early  
like Jack LaLanne and Buns of Steel, 
Captain Kangaroo.  

Mid-morning classes included  
Monte Hall (quite a deal), 
Bob the Barker (not the builder). 

Allen Ludden passed the words, ...

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Albert Nolan
"Abtract Gospel"
God in
"Picture" out
current problems
shoved aside
preach good
Feel good
do apartheid

II - Part 2
In his book, God in South Africa The Challenge of the Gospel," Albert Nolan ends his work quoting passages from Isaiah that convict...

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		 Hobble Hobble Hobble0
      Written for Cedarville Librarian Julie.

Absolutely no pressure on that knee for 6 weeks.
They gave me crutches 
Hobble, hobble, hobble. to the door.
Husband waiting for me, 
luckily.
I...

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Growing Up Rich

My childhood home was just four rooms, heated by a black stove in the kitchen.
No phone, no car, a toilet in the basement. Money was tight. The rent had to be paid.

I spent...

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The day you were born you are mother and father's miracle,
You were a very calm baby boy.

Walter brought baby Erik and mom home from the hospital,
Mom could stay at home with you for a few...

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Mother mecry mother mercy my will 
 Is suculante indeed
Do u not brab the bear thought
Have u not sought to say the meaningless will that sits their blinking in your 
obscure desslate quary
Do not open...

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Thanks to all, you are the best.
Rumplestillskin, I be. Awake 6 days, brain turned into porridge (What the hell is 
porridge??  Given my Druthers!  What are druthers?  Sorry, got sidelined there.

To those...

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Sleeping volcano

       Volcano in slumber state, now at rest seems inert inactive,
       but can erupt at any moment becoming reactive, 
  ...

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He is the sinking of the final red orange sun of the glowing summer 
Warmth no longer oozing and seeping into the pores as I lie bare under the skies 
Jeweled dewdrops on the morning...

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There were never two more in love.
Their devotion was God-given from above.
Their relationship was the envy of all,
But their true love would be their down fall.

Long golden locks flowed lusciously down her back.
Her piercing green...

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An elephant can slide quite easily into an egg box but a piccolo finds it very difficult to get in and out of bed. Missionary meals making marvellous moonbeams. And the little turtle sunbathes near...

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Admiring the finest gleaming gems of femininity
I feel it in my polygamous heart
Let thy lovers bath in the finest lather and salts
Cleanse your minds to be at peace
Like the finest roses that no longer sigh
A...

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A quiet spirit soars into me in the dead pf night
The sky is lit with brilliant lights - boy, what a sight!
Beautiful people gathered around me splendidly and serenely
You're the apple to my eyesight frankly...honestly...

Quietude...

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I looked out the window as the night fell. 
The shadows of buildings reflected on the ground, 
Reminded me of the place I lived— a true, concrete forest. 
It left me craving for fresh air,...

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Angilar Shadows

Beams of light peeking through reflections

Cheerfully dancing over the walls and floors

Dipping to and fro in solar refractions

Every light building a tapestry if wonder

Fairylike flits of gold and silver

Gathering at certain points and then...

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It comes every once so often
Seeking the searing cry of pain
With the persistence of starving men
     It finds the throne to reign
Pushing and pushing until I rhyme
Against my will I would...

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DAYS OF PICKLES



My heart was burdened with anxiety,
I searched my heart from within,
And found only its emptiness,
Its emptiness deep as the sea,
Though empty but so many thoughts ran through my mind.


My heart became like a...

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Acquiescence of aquifer is acquiring an antelope's antennae but antennas are nit aerial so never cook a salted marsh for a meal. With or without chips. Dippy demonstrated design. Whilst the organisational orifices officially ordered...

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I cry for you democracy dear
          will i ever see you, ever
         ...

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A Warrior for Christ
In deep thoughts of unity. 

It’s always a world, for someone else to please. 

Along with pleasure there is always hard earned pain. 

Sometimes death for someone else’s easy gain. 



Look what...

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the dagger of death,
strikes my heart as fear,
the dagger of death
the only dangerous stealth.
Anger, greed, jealousy,
hatred, and pain,
all wrongdoings,    
stop a man from perfection,
All of which is the dagger of death
a dangerous...

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If I’d been a boy when I was young,
I would have put caps in my gun.
I might’ve dug worms up to scare the girls,
And laugh as they’d squeal or they’d run.

My bicycle spokes would have...

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