Long Resentfully Poems

Film Noir

By the lampost at night
with the pale moon shining bright
but obscured by the fog
I saw her in the harbor
standing where my boat lay moored
but she knew that
her azure eyes beckoned me to come
smoke from...

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Film Noir

By the lamppost at night
with the pale moon shining bright
but obscured by the fog
I saw her in the harbor
standing where my boat lay moored
but she knew that
her azure eyes beckoned me to come
smoke from...

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Farewell to your hello…hello…hello…
You’re just a mere echo of my heart
I’m going to show you that I will glow,
Yet still torn apart from the very start

I had a love I couldn’t quite undo
Is it really...

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EarthMother's unwilling Emissary
asked each faith community
and patriotic party
what they thought and felt
about God's preferential option for the poor,
despised,
criminal,
homeless,
wounded and powerless women and children,
physical disabilities,
sick,
terrified,
rabid with anger and fear,
enslaved,
addicted,
insane.

Does this sound like an accurate description
of your...

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I’m scorched aflame by passionate desire
You weren’t the one who heartlessly threw me
Into the rainbow flames of the undying fire
It isn’t your fault at all, my baby of empathy

Scorch aflame with me today or tonight,
Sad...

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She was a kleptomaniac,
His wife of thirty years.
The risks she took for stuff of little value
Had all but driven him to tears.

She had such low regard for the risk;
Always said, “If I’m caught, I’ll pay.”
“But...

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The garlic poem 
I had a hot shower, water running, easy down the plug hole  
like my life on an average day. 
Down the plug hole, “isn’t there a song like that “ 
I...

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She fell from the light, into a world shadowed in gray. 
                       ...

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A devilish internal unknown truth,
unannounced, abruptly screamed
in or near my unprepared ear
may have been compelled
to cleave early morning's torpor
into two whimpering halves.
Sometimes it has been precisley that.
And sometimes it's only
an innocent cacophony of fighting cats.
Usually...

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A horrid old woman, mean, word cantankerous would have been too nice.
Mrs. V. would have stolen your pocket book, more than once, maybe thrice.
She had no integrity, certainly no thoughts of anyone else.
She was an...

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The ship officer and the Lady 

As I waited for my ship to dock at the onion pier,
a clerk came and handed me a bag of garlic for
the ship, I told him I had not...

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I run uphill for some way,
mostly on an easy pavement,
and partially on a jarring dirt track,
I resentfully enjoy a route
against which I am free to struggle.
The path gradually starts to flatten out,
I breathe heavily with...

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Mother Nature, You The Seed Of Earth's Delights

Soft spoken and sweet art thy graceful ways
Within forests of rainbow trees a light shines
For each of thy songs, the sad world pays
Reluctance in glory and resentfully it...

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depression reduces me down to my knees,
cant seem to see the woods for the trees.
Allways on edge with a sence of tension,
paranoid thaughts to vast to mention.

Inside my head my mind runs riot,
allthough i percive...

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You and I built empty things
empty sounds that drip, dripped
down bathroom sinks
Gone stale in damp mountains of towels
that sulked resentfully behind doors 

I listened to the tick, tick of a soundless clock
that moved up and...

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