Long Propane Poems

The ride to the country is uneventful
Except that I feel a little like
A man riding inside a cannon ball.
Yuliya's father Igor drives
I'm also up front (the honored guest)       ...

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walk the urban sprawl, 
where skyscrapers pierce the sky 
cities bleeding_assoc. 
carnival lights bloodshot dreams that flee, 
like squirrels unconfined biting frost of winter, 
within the tumultuous mind —

stares into the landscape, tattered, mined;

flickering neon...

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I haint donning royal carpet treatment

No stuntman/woman showed up, 
albeit intervened in timely fashion
to thwart mishaps experienced 
courtesy me I bemoan,
and poet lore re: yet of Perkiomen Valley
Pennsylvania, United States of America
never suffered major illness...

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The Christmas Mouse
T'was the night before Christmas
And with everything done
The kids were all dreaming
Of Christmas Day fun
The tree was completed
We had wrapped all the toys
When from the basement below
We heard a faint noise
I sprung from...

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Our Lovely Dog Snickers

I was directed today,
To a brand new web site.
It’s all about pets,
And some of their plights.

It got me to thinking,
Of a dog we once had.
She was part of the family;
I felt more...

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An abode you can drive down a road is a trip,
but the learning curve’s steep. It’s a help to be rich,
strong, and good with your hands (for things often go wrong
that you will not expect)....

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Now that time is getting shorter for the arrival of my new home it has put quite a 
stress on Shirlee and Fred.  They have had to do rearranging out at their place in...

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Grace Harbour
First into Grace Harbour
Me in classic sailboat
At anchor alone
In Desolation Sound
Where silence reveals the place
And the world is bigger
Because I can hear its’ vastness
It’s Bioacoustic diversity
Seals surface, gulls dive, water ripples.
A breeze in a...

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Dear commissar wherever you are? There's never been times I've felt so far
That this place is like the deadest star, no orbit or purpose apart from travel
Will it go supernova? which way will it unravel.?...

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Aw shucks, I did sustain
moderately serious injury
series of unfortunate events
ludicrous and quite insane,
yours truly did previously explain
while crouching (think

Tony as papier mâché Tiger),
aye fell backward, where sharp
desktop corner didst train
ground zero right side rib cage...

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My driveway is packed with the cars
of friends and family,
chips put out, and the little ones
are running joyously.

A cooler filled up with bag ice
keeps cold soda and beer,
I think half the folks I know
were able...

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Perhaps halfway to Bemidji we met a cleaning crew
Removing fallen trees but it helped us little
As they had only just started when we saw them.
The riverbed was much lower than fields it cut
So our vision...

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Time Wasted                                 ...

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DEAR JOHN



We heard the wolves’ howls shredding the night
while the pines showered their needles on the snow,
And in the fogged morning I didn’t want to face you 
(I was too bitchy; I didn’t have my...

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They seem skeptical at first. Some heard the words and called
it's oritor a fool. He applauded the thought: and marveled at
it's intent: but saw no profit it it's structure and devalued the
need, due to his...

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Sometimes in churlish chains
Fed up with ribald refrains
On my mind inflicting pains and strains

In the morning, afternoon and night
When from life I gain no delight
Sinking into sorrows on the flight

From illusion
Conflated with delusion
Carved from collusion

Between...

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Even though it's 
dark your body 
rides beyond the 
night, you've got 
that thunderkatt 
which gives me 
sight beyond my 
sight,

we see into eternity 
with eyes so wrong 
they're right, it all 
starts as my...

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There are certain smells, sights,and tastes,
which will always remind me of Grandma.

The yellow of freshly molded butter;
thin, floral china tapping on a white porcelain tabletop;
the frail softness of my own thin skin,
veined now with the...

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AND SO THE SNOW

And so the snow
Continues to blow
The wind
It's driving force

The hills, once brown with sand 
Took on a new face today
White until the barest rocks
Almost did not exhist

Then the sun did come out
The...

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Imagine a standard barrel of crude oil – 42 gallons.
The barrel unit of measure dates back to 1859
When Pennsylvania oil wells were first drilled
And the wooden ‘tierce’ wine cask
Holding 42 gallons and weighing about 300...

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Schwegmann, Winn Dixie, the Superstore and more
Customer service was instilled indeed in you for sure
You hungry so you pull up in the drive thru
Welcome to McDonald's, how may I help you?

Baskins Robbins, oh so sweet
Brownie...

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I went to Uganda
a number of years ago,
to the Gulu District,
way up north.

Near where Joseph Kony
and the LRA had been.

We set up a clinic
in a school
that had been built
on one of the killing fields.

We brought...

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At the heart of this art there’s a tartness that fits like a harness/
Put those pieces and bits together to finesse and furnish/
I’m breathing in the flesh here I go out of my mind in...

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A cold front just today blew in,
    Bringing with it what seemed like March winds.
Pecan tree limbs are laying all about,
    Whoa these winds are blowing they are so...

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The storm was approaching, we thought... should we scramble?
To stay may be risky, should we take the gamble?
We had our provisions, and we thought "We're prepared".
We bought batteries, and candles, and in no way impaired.
The...

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