Long Precincts Poems

With summer nearly gone, we all wanted to do something special,
And decided it should be daring, rather than the usual and dull.

So, we listed the things we desired to do, but hadn't yet tried,
And we...

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I had for long been an arborist, enthusiastically caring for the trees,
Like a grasshopper immersed in a green world, is glad for all he sees.

I had always loved nature, having begun gardening when I was...

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Gott, oh mächtig, Trump iz on the warpath again!

Glad for birth write to express views
aware cunning linguists 
will apply figurative screws  
in an effort at blatant mud slinging ruse
exercised courtesy mail in ballots, 
or...

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Little Arabella Miller lived in town, but far enough out in green country,
To watch the raspberry sun go down, and to climb a lavish, plum tree.

Arabella was seven-years-old, and had a three-year-old, baby brother;
Like the...

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For once, man, be serious
This is liberty hall, you know
And all the fairies want a tumble
Even though that is mother-in-law…
You shouldn’t miscarry injustice!

Sure, fad, I apologize, really serious:
I’m quite un-particular you see
About who goes west...

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I feel,
A strange hunger
A hunger for freedom…
Though I have,
Yet I desire…
A deep unfulfilling kind of starvation…
Can never get too much of freedom,

Freedom…
Intangible yet priceless, 
Like air,
Invisible yet vital for life,
Embrace but don’t abandon me!
Without you,
I...

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This dread disease that has afflicted my home, 
This malady, this plague on my house;
This making convertible the former quaintness and provincialism thereof 
Into something wholly despicable and disgustingly homogeneous,
Yclept "cosmopolitanism," and "worldliness," and "globalization,"...

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According to Dr. Jennifer Clark, our students in our public school systems.
And our colleges and universities are being brain washed and indoctrinated into the doctrine of Progressive Socialism. They are being brain washed into thinking...

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Gott Oh Mighty,Trump iz on the Warpath!

Das Don Auld (can hard tank
tucker son of Carl, and leave
landscape barren) calling out
rigged ken tuckered hoarfrost race,
viz demolition derby presaging

death to White Anglo Saxon
democracy DOMS (delayed
onset muscle soreness)
minions...

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Written: October 07, 2023 
Musings on Faith Contest               Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker 

Faith is taking the first step even when you don't...

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I was a daydreamer and stargazer, who eagerly awaited calm nights of glitter,
Like blue skies warily turning pink, plum and red, as orange sun sinks, bitter.

I grew familiar with diverse constellations, along the different astral...

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Cuz while ya steel got
moxie, don't nix chance if only a dot
before death finds 
     flesh rotting alot.

A self-actualized fringe benefit
     as I racked up
  ...

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Who could forget what happened on that unsuspecting and sunny day,
when no visible clouds drifted over the Twin Towers?
Little after midnight, the cool rain adds to the melancholy 
of the descending angels; and I join...

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Basing opinions on exceptions to the rule
then turning it into a fist pumping mantra
is for architects of anarchy and dangerous fools-
mostly white precincts aren't the devil's brigade
as the media would lead you to believe
the media...

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Once "City of Big Shoulders,"
 Stockyards and industrial concerns:
  A man's self-worth measured
   By muscle and energy burned.

Today the stockyards are shuttered,
 The Face of Livelihoods changed;
  From Meat-packing and Manufacturing---
...

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In the secluded seashore of isolation islands, 
people build desire castles with dream sands,
protect the fragile precincts with fervent care
from the beleaguering waves breaking on them.  
The strife surge washes away the forlorn abodes,
grief...

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Give me your poor and downtrodden,
‘Cause they don’t ever vote.
Cast your ballots in late fall or winter.
For those without a coat,

Set up precincts to far to walk,
For those without a car,
And ask for ID at...

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My place

There also is my place, where I explore my understanding
Of words that are said and thoughts revealed, interpretations made;
Intimacy shared and dissected, speculations proffered and discarded,
And wisdom is given and received, the acolyte at...

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If you follow my poem's flight, 
Pray, hold it under no searchlight, 
Worse, under prying microscope, 
Give discreet ears and a long rope. 
Let not your mind's nigh curious mouse 
Set loose to probe unto...

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Oh! The poetry of "The power and Glory"!
I recall chant and call of that Gospel Story,
In storefront churches, all across the land.
Where heat was stirred, but not dispelled
by the waving of little cardboard fans.
As towering...

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As my unrestrained life in the turbulent times
crumbles in the crushing clutch of stifling suffering, 
my heart bleeds in inflicted pangs of vulnerability, 
the arms of hope remains remote for me to cling. 

My boat...

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In the secluded seashore of an isolated island, 
I build the castle of desire with sands of dream,
protect the fragile precincts with fervent care
from the beleaguering waves breaking on them.  
The surge of strife...

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In the tawny twilight hours at the edge of the void life,
perched on the sea shore of foaming contention,
with the coffee cup full of fulfillment in hand I see
the dusky desires reach the drowning horizon...

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Who has bewitched thee, thou noble ones?
Chosen to be the head of thy race,
to fulfill thy creator’s will,
through siring, supporting, and securing a clan.

Prophet, priest, prince, and patriarch,
How did you lose your lofty perch?
What sinister...

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An adventure

Down those subconscious, mysterious corridors,
into one’s memories hoard , behind closed doors.
Into a surrealistic world of undecipherable dreams,
were one’s life is portrayed in reflections, it seems.

We move within this world of moments, to recall
moments,...

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