Long Recordings Poems

Goodness, I nearly lost my balance on the spiral seashells and broken sea stone chipping matrix.
My quaint obsession with marine life and that skyline paradox blossoming so tantalisingly,  might be a source of some...

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Solitaire / Solitude

Solitude will be my recognition, my fame !
Solitude is my time to claim !
Solitary is my adopted name !
Solitaire is the name of my game,
to play away these hours of mine
until there is...

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“Just when he thought he’d had all he could take,
April arrived like a careless mistake.” 

From DRIVING DIXIE DOWN by Anonymous Brown
Smithstonian Folkways Recordings catalogue # 317-704-1106

When something is broken, it’s no longer of any...

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Elvis Aaron Presley, Elvis, came from poor beginnings
born in Tupelo, Mississippi to Vernon and Gladys
this boy loved the gospel music in church . . . . 
at thirteen his family moved to Memphis, Tennessee 
when...

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The din awakens me
Hall smoke alarm screaming like a banshee
Smoke everywhere, though I see no flames
I reach up through the thick black fumes and yank the battery
Silencing the banshee, but I hear sirens approaching

Thank god...

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Her full name was Labyrinthia Pennyweight Babineaux, but her closest friends called her Libby. She was of blended French, German, and Native American heritage. Her Great Great Grandparents were said to have come from a...

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Stevie Ray's guitar spurred the 1980s blues boom.
He wasn't like any other guitarist.
Inspired by Buddy Guy, Albert King, and Albert Collins...
He linked blues and rock in the late 1960s.
He ruled the American blues from 1983...

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How many grave sites should be prepared for me?
Just one. For Robert Johnson, there were three,
all in the Mississippi Delta: Morgan City, Quito,
and (near) Greenwood. Which is right? Do we KNOW?
  			
Those who have...

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A Softer Way to Die

We live and study life
We pray that somehow
God changes his rules. 
No one wants to die
No one wants to follow
Those complicated laws;
I mean no lie-ing - no steal-ing
no sex - before...

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Caring is cool, my poetry is revolutionary, 
im scaring a school, the team is on my back and i carry them to, 
the promised land, atlas shrugged and gave me you, 
the world on my...

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Third level CCTV audio recordings
of the last occupants illegally departing the 
quasi-safe, Area 4, Sector 9 quarantine zone
— Seventh vol. of the Ghetto Chronicles 


We hate to see you all go,
good company is hard to...

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Hashish smoke trails her 
along a dusky corridor
Aka the hall of fires
where mirage chimeras unleash
Encumbered with hands splayed
her crystal ball lumens 
wires ghostly apparitions
mnemonic attachments
What mystery ensues
a phantasmagoria 
of horror nudging 
the demonic
Sitters drenched 
in...

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This program of Rhymes of the Times is dedicated to Richard. I share a poem Richard wrote about me, The Warrior Princess. Richard has been a great influence in my life and I wanted to...

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In my early teens, I discovered what I am now calling, "The 27 Club".
Being distinguished or great is not what qualified one for this club,
because among them were fishermen, a doctor, and a tax collector.
None...

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Our voices linger on this line desperate to stay together
Sending requests to our nervous systems for any information we can gather
We hold relationships accountable for not practising this method
They tap our line hoping to record...

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Android In Love

Recellularized Android 887-V landed directly from the void
On unexplored planet 59-G in sector 23 today   
Electromagnetic shifting components and arrays deployed as planned
Without delay several probes were cast
Placed on display on...

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The old, the new barely meet on the street of Bardstown road, yet diversity so unique, from Cherokee to the rarity, stepping forth in time with the antique structures surrounding you, from magnetic tape recordings...

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“ALONE WITH A CHAIR”


I could never express how it 
feels, walking outside at 3 
in the morning, wrapped 
inside the night air. I’m in 
my shorts, without a shirt. 
without the sun, you can see...

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The feast was all done,
For Grinch and the Who’s,
 And after the meal,
Came terrible news.

For Max and the Grinch,
And Who’s gathered round,
No one spoke a word,
Or a single Who Sound.

The mayor spoke up,
About our grinch...

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I'm living my life, 
Like a John Coltrane song, 
Melodious dissonance, 
All right and all wrong, 
Sweet, structured chaos, 
Each part takes a solo, 
Then fades and steps back, 
To play much more mellow, 
Some...

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A best-selling song was recorded by Mark Dinning.
In a string of sad songs, this was just the beginning.
In 1960, the lyrics conveyed teary eyes.
“Teen Angel” was a big hit, and it was no surprise.

Many sad...

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The name Scot denoting a man, combined with terra.
Translated; Scotland.! a masculine descriptive will it be
Banned.? By the idiocracy; with a non-descriptive..?
Dystopian' most bland..The most disconnect could be
Planned? To remove the (hate word) we know...

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Murderous Laughter 
From world famous violinist to a murderer was the headline of our newspaper. 
I knew the man a musical genius but so shy he only made recordings and appeared 
on radio. You never...

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Now I’ve made sense and untied the knots 
the mist lifts I visualise what I could not 
events long gone and by now by all forgot  
scenes of confusion which seemed lost from plot...

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I read the poem-a-day poem today
And I really liked the words, and how I had to think about them.

But then I listened to the recording of the poem by the actual poet, 
and by the...

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