Long Reprimanding Poems

The past can’t tell the future; I'd almost forgotten this,
The past six years had brought me higher yields than average,
Though expectations soared, now nada, nothing, zilch.
Our wheat fields decimated from the lack of rain.
And those...

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I am just a nobody with no fortune and no fame,
But rich in ways many others wouldn't ever think to claim.
Among His many blessings, I'm blessed with a Gift to create,
To share with and touch...

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The afternoon dances before and night sky
Threadbare shoes dangling on their tired feet
Torn up clothes bulging underneath the deep
Dirty clothes sticking to their slender backs
And a strange odor circulates around them
Five boys and one girl...

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Non labor (relations) day September 1st, 2023 poem

Aye dream of Genie (as a lad din)
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania -
keystone state abbreviated as Pea Yay,
this stupid non huge poem
deployed courtesy scholar
really...a boot nuttin
butta an overrated allay
zee good for...

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" You saw my tomorrow, seated on your yesterday's laps,
Dirty-duty rusty and arrogance humming, 
Bathing in the smokes of marijuana, basking it malodor, 
Yet, you didn't bother to wash me your words of corrections. 

Did...

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Auntie

In her lofty ways, she was always
the best example of
the stars out-shining the moon.

Her ways of doing things always
correct and proper
she was a student of the Queen.
Place setting and
China decoratively graced the table
per the law...

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As the sun fades o’er the water and birds chatter in the grove,
Two old, wrinkled, weary thinkers wander slowly by the cove.
Waves advancing and receding from the edges of the sea
Bring a bittersweet reminder of...

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Auntie

In her lofty ways, she was always
the best example of
the stars out-shining the moon.

Her ways of doing things always
correct and proper
she was a student of the Queen.
Place setting and
the china on the table all had...

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October 16th, 2018, A Day At The Market With The Missus

Oft times zee spouse
     lingers at select
     supermarkets (Landis, Redners, 
     and/or Wegmans)...

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I must not end this story
with a happy ending as many
stories that are written for money;
I have come to the conclusion
that I must not end this story
and enhance it with allusion!
My story began two summers...

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Poems from the heart I encounter with a eureka delight
Offering me vicarious reality insights ubiquitous in the global poetry site
Exposing myriad experiences – personal or spectacular in passion’s might 
Taking my empathy prowess to the...

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I comport myself with quiet pridefulness,
plus intellectual whimsy
aware that "FAKE" pretentiousness,
could be mistaken foreign egotistical vitae
furthering, feathering and figuratively
undermining jestingly, 

poetically, and zealously
oozing, gushing, bubbling over
with faux snobbish suave re:
pulse sieve literary fatuous
haughtiness, and ludicrous...

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Ever wondered how unhappiness
got hold of this unchangeable destiny,
or how powerlessness was repressing every joy?
This isn't a quick-fix, but a solution with a promise...
to transform the soul that seeks out sympathy,
and no obscurity will hide...

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Capital punishment
What year is it
I'm being spank with a switch
I am guilty
Mama whooping me
In 1960's
With a switch
a belt
some schools then a 2 by 4 paddle
For what I've done wrong
Lying the stealing
Who am I to call...

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poetically, and zealously
oozing, gushing, bubbling over
with faux snobbish suave re:
pulse sieve literary fatuous
haughtiness, and ludicrous narcissistic pre
ning all the while chuckling to me

self, and indifferent if
some anonymous browser
with Dutchman's breeches rolled up
upon cresting wave over...

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You know
There are times when I wonder
There are more times I blunder
In this grand stage, with tomorrow
I turn yesterdays page
And write another passage in my life
Another twisted attempt at sanity
Another stab at freedom
One more try...

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 Life, I think, is a bit of a paradox.
Floating through this desolate void devoid of context and explanation, (some might suggest value as well, I suppose); 
I conclude these idiosyncratic murmurings of bothersome almost-people...

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Mandela In You


I scanned into your entire writ
I perceived an unremitting wit;
There’s a Mandela in You,
Oozing from your daring script;

Loaded with a spirit of sacrifice
To eradicate mundane malice
There’s a Mandela in You,
That resonates in your...

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Sweet Little Lies


Those sugar-coated little sweet white lies,
could be at times, a chore that we despise.
To keep the peace, sometimes they are a prize
depending on how well the task applies.

With one you love, it often...

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So, so sorry, my first Serpent's Tail poem a misunderstanding.

Landing me in bother with the inventor of the serpent's tail.

Mail, O I got plenty, reprimanding me, but very gently.

Mentally I thought what wrote was right,...

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For God Did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world
 but that the world might be saved through Him.  John 3:17

In this season of penance
When we focus on our sins
It’s...

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I'm standing still
But at least I'm still standing

Some have their souls spill-
Their souls of reprimanding

Like dead leaves
Blowing in the wind
They wander
But do not go

They are a blanket
Chagrined
Of their souls
As cold as snow

They're ground, cracking at...

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it hangs on your wall.
a faded black n white wooden photograph 
probably taken some time back in the 80s. 
It's one of those bootless thingies a new home owner would cast away, barely even noticing....

but...

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When driving, if your speed is slow,
It’s always recommended
That to the right’s where you should go,
As road rules have intended.

The left lane is for passing or
If maybe you are speeding
And middle lanes may help ensure
That...

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Loving mothers are caring angels,
who direct us into the narrow paths of life:
to spare us much sorrow and grief, 
to motivate the growth of positive feelings;
and anytime we'll fall from grace,
they'll bring us back to...

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