Long Rumpled Poems

My father died prematurely while away on 
a business trip from a rogue blood clot to the heart  
I never doubted he loved me, would have liked me, 
(not the same thing), adult to...

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Easter as interpreted by one...

rebated, rebelled, rebirthed, rebooted, 
and rebuked courtesy 
one ill shod Unitarian atheist,
who means NOT to affect
any sacrilegious fallout
nor offend devoutly religious 
man, woman, or child,
when the most important 
Christian holiday notated,...

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What have we become?
         We who used to sit in my bedroom
         listening to Beatles records on headphones.
We spoke...

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ENEMIES OF MY WORLD

They are the enemies of my world
I do the wrong, and they the right
They love nothing more than to criticize me
They preach repentance yet they need deliverance
They are the armored assassins of...

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"Spellbound,"
In the midst of midnight twilight,
"Melt My Heart"
"Whisper Me a Song, My Love"
while our "Soft Kisses" fade in the moonlight
for if "When Tomorrow Never Comes."
"Wrapped in her love "this umber earth,
"Wild and Free," and all...

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A young girl stood at the school hall wall,
Some paper in her hand,
She shuffled her shoes while eyeing the views,
And the news on a notice board.
This space looks so impersonal, the wall so pale and...

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This is Lagos-
a welcoming address to all dignities
an old sermon preached by three wisemen
no praises or pleasantries at the entrance gate
Come and face your death or life warrant
in a no man's land but everyone's home
The...

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I sit here alone and I think – 
There’s no way you can be real…
I must have imagined you, two hours ago, 
When you made love to me, 
On my rumpled white sheets
When you kissed...

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A Fugitive
Bus Stop Overland Park, Kansas   7:35 PM

A furrowed brow and furtive eyes
that refuse to engage another,
striding quickly through the crowd
and putting people between him
and the police car.
He is hardly the drifter or...

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Even the Shield of the Seraphim, a spell, Dr. Strange can summon,
as a protective barrier against mystic and physical threats:
reflecting negative energy away and reducing aggressive impacts,
could not be summoned in time to save...

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 Part 3

9th Delerium: Emptyness
Water wheels in wastelands... turning,
drowning relics in the slum
Rumpled rags of fashioned burlap... burning,
lit by bandits blind and dumb
Pastured prisons, ponies bridled ... yearning,
forest fairies under thumb
Sounds inside of cauldrons coughing......

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En-route Onikan Stadium
I had evaporated from
My abode in Samonda
Only to condense in Iwo road. 
There I saw them  begging
One barely leaves before
Another jumps on us
They were beggars of the Niger-Area.

Behold !an old haggard
Tattered looking...

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She was a tiny angel of a woman
mindlessly moving, in a chemical faze
her heart baracaded, tormented
from her long, lonely days 
while dancing on the edge of a pin.

Dreaming images with her feet, twirling
oblivious on a...

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The water like a rumpled sheet
Curled limpless at my feet
And then unrumpled on the sand
Cast its lassitude and moan
Audibly pulling slips of water above a golden knee
The sands' clean belly dissatisfied
Make naked now the barren...

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She came from out of nowhere 
Her hair flowing in the breeze 
Wearing a cowboy hat and boots 
With denim skirt above her knees 

Her steed that she rode upon 
Was as white as white...

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THE ROOM  

I’ve a wish
To spend my musings on little things    simple things
Little thoughts    each in its place
Little items about my room perfectly fixed
    ...

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The house was mostly dark, save a dim light on the porch.  I moved up the crumbling walk and stopped before a paint peeled door.  Grasping the iron knocker, I tapped three times,...

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Things We Think

He said, “Every man is busy earning money.” 
She said, “Is there anything more important than love?”
He said, “Is there anything more important than sex?”
She said, “I think we all just fear death.”
He...

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Now I lay beneath the covers, worldly thoughts I try to smother,
Sleep, a pleasure like no other, eyes are closed, I begin to yawn.
Pray to the Lord my soul to keep. Plump my pillow and...

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I was twenty when I was hired by the state
to watch out for fires that could devastate,
since the cost of flights was becoming too great,
up to the tower I go.

Now North Pennsylvania is a wild...

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Last Night

There is a stillness in the house
While I wait, as quiet as a mouse

I soak it up, this quiet respite
For very soon, I'll be more desperate

I will need the peace inside myself
To put my...

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On my way to work this morning,
Sandwiched between two perverts,
I opened my eyes to look beyond the sky;
Someday, I will be out of this bus!

Standing in an overloaded BRT is quite a challenge,
Different flavors ...

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Why is there fog, thick with grim
from the breath of pursed lips
that blemishes the view 
distorting the glass?....I ask you
Is there a peaceful place for the soul?

I stand by the window and peer through the...

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Day Time

Dingy, pale bedroom flat becomes
All to clear in focus displaying
The dragon residue and empty
Bottles of past woes.  Supple body
Posed, framed with blankets, shudders,
Moves,contemplates staying...but
Staying is no option because
The beauty just is.

Her skin rough...

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Often times, I watch mother write 
a note of elegy on her pretty lips,
She paint off her sorrow with a 
foundation of dirge and eulogy
Each morning she wakes in front of 
the mirror and her...

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