Long Proofed Poems

It's the weekend (Friday night). Lisa and I are hangin’, music’s playing, and we’re rummaging through my suitcase, for an outfit option, for me, tonight. Call it cliché, but we like going out - and...

Read More

The fear
In here ..
                  The chair
            ...

Read More

Her mocking salutation in salute.
Sudsing down your brains drawingboard in a victoriously ill repute.
Nature's pendulum holds you in it's dungeoness pattern of holding, then you go down it's chute. 
Hell's guillotine greased, oiled,
sparkling it's grinning...

Read More

We all have had our moments with our children.... Especially the messy moments... The 
diapers so full of poo that it is almost gooshing out... Yea gross I know, especially if you are 
a first...

Read More

The luxury of love is bequeathed
In treasures that gold cannot buy
warm arms that hold you
through a cold winter night
a whisper...a kiss 
that makes everything alright
one incredible person 
someone in whom you trust
with everything you are...

Read More

I got to know her on Pacific Crest Trail's ridge
It was a water shed transition in my life.
With best friend Kim, my wife to be (or not to be) , 
Georgia and Kim already three...

Read More

Oh!Sweeping tornado !A strong whirl wind of no descent.A subjugation from the 
devils realm.Your extent of destruction to lives and properties is inestimable.
Sweeping tornado!We are still thirsty for a suitable explanation of your source, 
course...

Read More

The ground rumbles, ominously, I'm on the steep side of a Mississippi River Bluff, mid-August, gathering bursting crimson red trophies of Staghorn Sumac for my favorite sumac-ade, a spright, invigorating tonic I enjoy this time...

Read More

From the book of revelation the warning is clear,
people will be deceived in worshipping the master of fear.
Predicted in scripture to lead most into loosing their salvation,
when false Gods are the symbol of appreciation.
The mysteries...

Read More

... you really think so?
I'm flattered to say the least,
but I honestly know not
where these words originate.
Do you think inside my squishy brain
is where they congregate?
I like to think of it like an office building
where...

Read More

The Care and Feeding of Ideas

Someone wrote them down. 
Words, on parchment, various kinds.
Someone else...
probably edited, and formatted, 
and thought through, and revised, 
and then it was all re-written. 
After consideration, 
adulation, 
spontaneous combustion of...

Read More

Devoted is the word to describe
For a mother that occurred in my life
Your thoughts and feelings are transcribed
Many times you hurdled in life’s strife
 
You made yourself least priority
A selfless person is what endeared you
Until...

Read More

Theres a gathering in Britain now, the concerned are active
They are determined and how.' To show to the world a
Healthy example.' In the balance is all freedom this is not
Just a sample.' The eugenists genocidalists...

Read More

1st amendment atrocities
Secondary nature

Pound for pound
They scream above holy lungs
Of righteous contradictions

As humanity continues to dry-hump “social” media,
Their sedentary psychiatrist

Judgmental lip smacks
Chapped from the arrogant vowels
They spit
Another syllabic lyric
Within our home of the “free”

Our 50...

Read More

i watch the sunrise
unbuttoning the stuffed pouches
of thunderclouds

soaking
imagination
with dry-drunk dewdrops
becoming bubbles
blown through
ringbarked
jewelry

worn 
by the roots 
of rhinestone rapids
growing in
spider
webs

trying to catch
a flying_fox

there has always 
been a silent 
soft echoed
beauty

dancing on the tides
from down
under

perfect pirouettes
showing ligneous...

Read More

Went down to the river
each time I sang
and washed presumptively
the flesh of kin
down, down, down
with knees bent
unfolded and rent
circled the floors
each time I sang
and raised the roof
and arms in praise
‘tis not enough to say
‘tis a...

Read More

What is faith and belief.......
 
Although, we say that a man with faith
can win the world without trouble
But faith is believing something is not seen
We do exercise believe in faith everyday
But believing in reality is...

Read More

I dithered , dathered circumspect

Picked up winded said mantle clock

Winded yes , but yet did not set the
time correct

For i was myself beside ,
disconnected still stuck up 
caught up 

Fretting festering over the  
ensuing...

Read More

Dawn is a gunshot. An explosion 
of high beams and church bells 
that shake your brain.  
Crawl out of dirty
linen cocoon.  Stand.

Your joints ache with boozy rigor mortis.
Pull your hands across your eyes;...

Read More

There’s a song you might know -
It’s called “Year of the Cat.”
It’s an oldie, but really quite good.
It was co-written by
A once-neighbor of mine,
A cool Englishman named Peter Wood.

With his wife and dog Bill
He lived...

Read More

An angry Father, that wore a frown
has watched the rise of the devil's moon
While pacing, he's worn the carpet down
They arrive at dawn, and none too soon!

Broken curfews, her virtue at stake
The stakes are high,...

Read More

When we were young
Our bodies were supple and soft.
We were wrinkle free and blemish proofed,
Most appealing to the aloof.

We have aged and we're not so young,
Our bodies aren't as soft or supple.
Acquired wrinkles and a...

Read More

I lie back in the weather-proofed green chair
To gaze up at the flowering maple tree.
Now, touched by sun,lungs full of scented air
I embrace with joy the beauty I now see.

Old celandine show brightly by my...

Read More

She’s at it again.
Wasting my ink
staging yet another death.

I draft her crimson melodramas
with third-hand metaphors
as she sips on ‘hope’ like tonic 
laced with rust
and wears ‘moor’ like thrift-store perfume.
I thread her June into 
forced sonnets...

Read More

Away now pure soul

This world of strife and pain
Like a loose noose enclave
Untamed maned unashamed brave hailed praised 
In the depths of your disdain 

A new life with insight
With strife proofed frames
And a burnt bush...

Read More