Long Pried Poems

Some pro's and con's of being connected to virtual reality

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
regarding countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part) such as...

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This is the 2nd THIRD of my 3-part poem - see Mark Stellinga on Poetry Soup for the other 2 THIRDS - couldn't be helped.



“What about neighbors,” I carefully pried...“do any of them check on...

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Some Pro's and Con's of being Virtually Connected to Reality poetic verses

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
even countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part)...

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One seat back from where I sat in almost every class was where this wimpy, red-haired nerd, I’d hated from the start,
Made a point of sitting, thinking - if he played it right - because...

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Here's why this was necessary...

   This is, as indicated, the 1st THIRD of a lengthy 3-part poem. The 2nd and 3rd THIRDS had to be posted separately due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations....

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My umbilical scar is hollowed out
Now it's like a tiny wormhole on my belly 
Its a cherished remnant of the coil that nourished me into existence 
I still feel a little tug through my bell...

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“You play on my every weakness from my past, 
As a heart-wrenched spirit of truth caresses your comrades
They are perturbed as you are by the magnificent light,
To challenge your heart, is to render the fight…”

A...

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Back when the strange appeared uncommon, 
I knew I was just beginning 
To scratch the surface of the truth.
So I got myself a shovel.

As I dug deeper, I discovered my scent so jaded
As to not...

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Circa sixty one years ago July 6th, 2001 -
birth of dear beloved wife

We now get along swimmingly
analogous to this bro and his older sis
on the cusp of our gifted silver married years
if her presence absent,...

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One day in my shop, as many before,             
there appeared a beggar at my back door.   
His dirty old hand held...

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Drink the poison from my blood, breathe the rot from my lungs.
Take all that has been decaying inside me and nurse it to health like an injured bird.
A child who was once pure, turned sour...

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Animal Chain Atrocities

No longer a bucolic photo op
bedecking a cover of Life magazine

Free grazing
pastoral images
now but bewildered enslavement

Animal commodities
factory farms and feedlots
CAFO habitats raising
sixty billion a year for dinner tables

Chickens

Hi-Tech slaughter
football fields long
alethic poor
four walled...

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I could have fell flat on my face
when I slumped into that hellish place
but hell no, it's not my way
to give up like it's my death day.

At first it was hard to breathe understand or...

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Minute by minute is my fleshy integument perspired, 
Lathered and lathed and laved in my own shiny sweat;
And my heart it beats rigorously and unremittingly against its costal chamber,
In the iliac region in which its...

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There once was a day I would watch every airplane.
Praying you was on it to come take me away.
As a child I wanted you around until the day, you actually came.
The day you came is...

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Once there was a woman
Who hap to pass this way,
She examined all the rocks she could
To pass the time of day.

With each stone she did pick up,
She felt the weight of time,
T'was just as if...

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Mountains - majestic, like the wind and the storm - Believing, like the wisdom of pure love! ~ Quoted by this poet


Mountains, striking – ridges, majestic
As the emerald and purple hues,
Lying breathless beneath azure skies,
Where...

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You may have heard folks speak about giants,
it certain circles that some call ‘plain nuts!’
among cryptozoological types
they’re speculated upon rather much.

And every few months on the internet,
at least if you’re into that type of thing,
you...

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In magical verses weave your fated heart's request,
With metaphors holding the shy choir of light abreast,
When hearts corroded by hatred in barrenness rest,
And chains of thought whip gently the gentle flight's zest.
If you are to...

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Haiku With Variations (Both Sonnet & Free Verse)

Haiku Number 2

hail rides air updrafts
raindrops crater planet's skin
your breath’s clouds, fall skies

May 12, 2016


Mother of a Winter’s Night – Shakespearian Sonnet

Her distressed sighs rise up like nascent...

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So this is what it's like,
On the other side.
So this is what it's like,
To be the one who lied.
Operation Conniving.
Eyes open, doors pried.

Once I sat, reluctant to use what I knew.
Allowing the waste of a...

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Did Turn and Toss Like An Albatross

Last Sunday was first Sunday
for our new priest. Saw his
name on program which was 
creased. Heard his sermon 
and  were pleasantly pleased. 

During our dreams we did turn...

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When a child if gifted with a book it transforms into a key to unlock the mind.  The gate to the secret garden of imagination is pried from its forgiving hinges and the child...

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Against light source well crafted 
tubular structure appended with eyepiece gazing
offers viewer eye-opening, mind boggling 
instantaneously birthing then vanishing
resplendent myriad colorful 
geometric awesome shifting shapes 
hypnotizing sight seer into a whirling gigolo 
where multifaceted fractals...

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I'm enraged, infuriated; I'm depressed, devastated
My tears are burning my eyes
Everything about me worth telling and important
she ripped from me
So what am I now
I've been stripped of my title as the happiest man in the...

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