Long Poaching Poems

"Who Put Luebella down the Wych Elm?"

There are rumours
about me, some 
come seeking me
with their geiger counters
and ouji boards
with their heart 
shaped planchettes

unanswered questions
in the woods, crackling
within the sounds of leaves
invisible dead things speaking 
underfoot...

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In the Congolese Jungle three men are training for a mission.
They train to detain and disarm poachers.
They hope this will be the conclusion of their efforts.
They also train for a formidable alternative.
Poachers are opportunistic and...

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I first met Ed’s wife when he moved in next door,
it was hard not to see such a beauty,
nearly six feet, with long, honey-blonde hair,
and skin as perfect as any movie.

Now I did not say...

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Irritatingly often unnecessarily compliant
to the whims of those about him
endlessly wordlessly wondering
about the many demented subjective qualities
of our ever present mammalian imperative via
a thought balloon filled with candy and bullets
that lingers menacingly overhead
announcing the death...

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I have a destiny,
That most of you look down on,
As being poor and backward.
That many desire to change and have me assimilated,
But I'm surely destined to be African.

When you meet me, I've got more melanin,
And...

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An Evil War

They walk the plains of sun-dried grass,
     together in a row;
the mothers, with their young ones, pass
     to search for food and go

for miles with...

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for Prithwin

first  
      left downstroke
start from the top
  plane out
let the long anchor tip roof-line curve sharply upwards
at the stern down-end
pile it in stuffed in the centre
leave the...

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Pink and My Buster Browns
                              ...

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The Haunted House

Driving with my date at midnight, looking at the August moonlight, 
lonely road, no one in eyesight, searching for a place to park.
Off the road a mansion ‘pearing, in the woods, back in...

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I glide carelessly, smoothly, and contently through the deep, dark, murky lake water,
Not knowing that the devious, mysterious, and ruthless hunter is quickly approaching
With the sole intent to plot against his prey then mercilessly yet...

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Raw pain cries, from inside out. 
The frozen nighttime rain continues 
With a whispered willow’s throw; 
Dangling verbs, wording their amusement.
Black sheath ever marching, 
Grown to cover blankets, toys, 
And sparkling noise
Provided for our elders,...

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(1)
Strophe
Slowly and slowly fly the mighty feathers:
the uncanny wrath bearer, the poacher's prey,
the bald bizzare stigmatic cryptic creature, the ecology's majestic role player;
the curtain raiser of ecosystem's  air purifier.

Alas! Your iconographic role is omitted,
you,...

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I stood there half broken and sated with tears 
On burnt Ivory sticks made black over years 
This was the site of just one battle 
Slaughtered they were but unlike our cattle 

Nairobi was said...

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Living in the wilds of Africa,
with my Mom and aunties by my side,
following the herd to the watering hole,
as we looked out for the lion pride,

We got our fill of water,
and played and squirt our...

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THE ME THAT SHE LIKES IN ME.

The only me she likes in me 
Is the me of me only on bed,
For my me is full , strong  and lanky.

She is ever laughing vivaciously
On, beside...

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Cecil the lion of Zimbabwe, famous and beloved,
Shot by a bow hunter after being lured from his home;
It took Cecil forty hours to die, how he must have suffered,
They tracked him down and shot, skinned...

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Never unconditionally leaned on these peon demons made me want to be gone/ 
 
if there ever was a reason for me turning my back leaving this so called family adhesion / 

now ‘tis perfection...

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This song;
	      For you
		It goes back to time
		Of ages compacted with lime
Something like;
	Aiming an arrow to the pupil of the bull’s eye
	Or poaching the miniscule creatures above
	It was us! Remember?
		-me,...

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Snow leopards are beautiful, wild animals that are endangered due to poaching and habitat destruction. They are not aggressive to humans, which is probably one reason why they're struggling to survive as a species. They...

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Rhino poachers often hunt at night
When the Rhino has poor eye sight.
These prehistoric creatures
Cannot distinguish human features.
But with a well-developed sense of smell
Fortunately they can always tell
When danger or a poacher is close,
Thanks to their...

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GREEDY POACHING

Rhino poachers often hunt at night
When the Rhino has poor eye sight.
These prehistoric creatures
Cannot distinguish human features.
But with a well-developed sense of smell
Fortunately they can always tell
When danger or a poacher is close,
Thanks to...

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Rumpled clothes and dirty shoes
looking like he's heard bad news
eyes averted, face downcast
or is he hiding from his past?

Searching for a subway token
spirit crushed and heart that's broken
listening to the angel's voices
rotten luck or rotten...

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The Thief Autism

Thief!
Childhood stolen by cowardly thief ~
Hiding in the shadows – masked face!

Bandit!
Holding hostage gifts and talents ~
Creation’s praise left penniless!

Feckless burglar!
Looting joy!  Friendship hijacked ~
Words embezzled in mute babbles!

Surly swine!
Poaching laughter! ...

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Boots across his shoulders, striding through the park 
Bright young man of 20, out to make his mark 
On his way to Ayresome, living out the dream 
Playing centre forward for his hometown football team...

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Food Fun. 
The Cook she fancied Chef.
She truly loved his meatballs
and as for his spotted dick. Sublime.

Chef he fancied Cook.
He really loved her chicken breasts
and wished one day to cover them
in a thick cream sauce.

Cook...

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