Long Redwood Poems

I feel in führer rated and envious...

entrapped within webbed wide world
weft as a rump pulled stilts skein
at warp speed exhibiting
my heroic trumpian wiles
cuz he (johnny come lately) a then 
exemplary hedonist, narcissist, 
and polygamist dons
comical,...

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During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith in plodding persistence.
We were...

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"I Would Be....WOOD"


   "Knock On Me!" or more correct "Knock On WOOD!" You've probably said that and rapped your knuckles against me while saying it! I know you've knocked on me many times...

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I.

Espy, distinguish divinely made lively, lovely Trees
Unisex Trees, inhales carbon dioxide, then breathes
out for us humans, life given clean oxygen
Stout roots run deep, holding God's earth
Also, with you we were taught our first lesson

II.

Animals take...

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There once was a nation that was like a beautiful tall sailing ship
It’s mast were like redwood trees lined up in a forest
They bore the stainless white sails of opportunity to catch the winds of...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem: A Raven's Curse 
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  February/2015


        On a late January, (winters night),  when once wake eyes now sleeping,  dogs now howling, and cats now screaming -

       ...

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My heart hit the wall like graffiti spray.
Shakespeare could have cast you 
just as you had cast me.
Playtime was rushed to sleep with resistance, 
as cinderblock thoughts tossed and turned 
until drifting became corroding numbness...

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The id, the ego and the super-ego.


You and I, we have a connection.
Let us be joined at the hip; my hearts resurrection.
I rise once more to beg, to implore!
For a chance to be loved by...

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When I was little I sang in the choir 
There were Quakers and Methodists
Catholic school friends, there were Jewish
Friends  and dinners and the chanting
of Buddhist monks.  Om Shanti. my own
Prayer chants created in...

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Hydration day’s a month away.
Online belonging company’s an hour from 
startup stardom. Titration hors-d'oeuvre 
Viewfinder pigeonholed 
to rooftop tourist 
traps ruin’d carriage holy woods 
Hollywood's margins, Carousel 13. 
Things You’ll Bury: 
molasses sourdough flowers crypto-
currency...

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My sweetest princess, I would never lie to you (except for when it keeps me out of trouble).

"As for my financial state, I am far wealthier than my magazine publishing family "McCalls". (no relation)

Princess:
"Dear, Can...

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If I, like Rip Van Winkle, should fall asleep and wake up 20 years later,                    ...

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MY SWEETEST PRINCESS I WOULD NEVER LIE TO YOU(except for when it keeps me out of trouble)
AS FOR MY FINANCIAL STATE I AM FAR WEALTHIER THAN MY MAGAZINE
PUBLISHING FAMILY "McCALLS" (no relation)

Princess;
You said a free...

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EYE of READINESS

-SUCCESS

"We were welcomed by the eagle, who dropped us on our rears, when we finally achieved success, in his eyes. Dropped us a parting tear."


EYE of ROARING TIGER

-BELLY DANCER

"We were welcomed by the...

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Eulogy

Sing eulogy, O wind, 
Crying out the sorrow,
Howling deep within your zephyr,
For branches where you once entwined
Your restless fingers
Into a joyful melody of rustling boughs
In lyric song;
Hear now, as you pass, only memories
Floating on the...

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The tears line down my face

While looking for human life I find not a trace

The creepy howls of wolves in the distance

Never have I been in something like this instance

The world got overrun by fools

With...

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Rage, despair, grief, devastation and regret, flowing like 
hot lava spewing out from a volcano through my veins,
pushing out my red hot blood onto this white leaf;
For suddenly and without any fair warning came,
an enormous...

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While looking for Elvis
Met Nessie in Loch Ness
Hoarding a leprechauns pot of gold

While getting ready to depart
I tripped over the Lost Ark
In the baggage of a hitchhiking Pharaoh

Thought I had got lost in flight
Stumble into...

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A Renga for Poetry Soup:


Meander

Time and the river
Endless silver morning
Autumn leaves float by

Shimmering streaming mountains
Pines swaying in constant winds

Morning mirror
Another gray hair
Ah! the wind of time

Spring's last daffodil
Plucked for a dinner paty

Diamond blue fragments
Reflecting off...

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One day I started climbing; 
without question I climbed. 
Until finally I had reached the peak of Mt. Everest.
I wanted to beat my breastbone 
yell like Tarzan King of the Apes. 

But...
 I saw a...

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Oh Robin my friend, I am writing this to you in the present tense not the 
past,
because to me you will always be here with us, now, and forever. I do however 
want to say...

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Roots and Dandelion Dreams: A Mother's Heart
- Daniel Henry Rodgers

Roots and Dandelion Dreams: A Mother's Heart
- Daniel Henry Rodgers


At dawn's first blush, 
milkweed pods, 
burst with a sigh,
A feathery shower of, 
silk sending secrets... 
on...

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In an irrevocable warp speed instant, 
my head collided into the likeness of drying tar, 
absorbing each horrid layer of concrete. 
That pitch-black, tacky substance covered my body, 
so that I was trapped, sightless, into...

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cold
physically, emotionally, spiritually
hollowed out like a two hundred year old redwood 
ravaged by fire, i didn’t care
my sense of purpose had long lost its relevance
spiraling out of control and letting it happen.
i had to admit,...

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Losing the Light
	by Cheryl Higgins
 UNSUPPORTED CODE  - with a quote
from J.D.
McClatchy's
three-part poem
"Three Dreams of
Elizabeth
Bishop" UNSUPPORTED CODE 

What sold me on the
architect's clever
evening tour
besides designer
lighting and too
many vodka bitters
wasn't this
relentless dawn
scraping every
skylight in 
every...

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