Long Sawn Poems

"Midnight to 3.33, Morning Kills"



He said, 
“Go to where the poets go
Love rolls wet and sways
Intensity wraps itself inside out
and somersaults its legs backward
to open a way
Out
It’s kind of burning hot 
like Summer burns 
bare...

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.    It mars the sage, erect and proud
     Beneath a hood of purple clouds...              ...

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We Trim the “Christian” Tree. Part 1

Christmas time brings memories, racing in my head.
However: as I’m growin’ old, it comes with greater dread.
For shortly after Halloween, Before Thanksgiving Day.
Stores will show us “X-mas” wares, to...

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A bit of a strange person who lived quietly even secretly
none of his neighbours really knew him except to nod in passing
he would scurry by with barely a nod in return almost mincing
never a light...

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Thought I was going mad..
Bonkers maybe
And I told God I was sorry for thinking I was thee
And casted the thought away from me..

Then that's when it really got weird

One or so months later after putting...

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After the storm, my brother
(all gangly knees and elbows)
bore the brunt of its ferocious aftermath.

Every day after school
I watched his wiry biceps bulge a little
as his handsaw scritched against the tree
which had fallen diagonally across...

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III

What shame if might measures not with muscle?
  What disgrace awaits those who fail?
Should wanting life be held lèse-majesté to a tussle?
  Should a nation thrive as in a sundered jail?

To the high...

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The old man and his grandson viewed 
A barren bladeless ground. 
When to his left the young lad's eye 
Saw bleached bones scattered 'round. 
'Twas more than one beast's bones that lay 
There exposed to...

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Get the barby firing, put on the ready meat
have the odour wafting through houses in the street;
someone half a mile away, puts his nose in the air,
goes hell-bent on a bloodhound scent to get over...

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The road to my backyard is long and straight
Evergreen trees abound and provide welcome shade
Home to myriad birds, butterflies and the bees
Last summer their branches were sawn off, without notice
The orgy with power-saws lasted barely...

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Second Quiz with even broader hints for blind poets

The Princess Anna stood
   arms half-akimbo
   at the scrawny edge of the receding bank
her Polonaise pollarded down
   to her exposed tarsus...

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An empty house would spend its days alone,
As the sun endeavors to brighten it with its joyful light,
Yet nothing seemed to allay the empty house's sad tone,
For its owners are the only ones who could...

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In a dusty fleabit mining town
The kind you’d see on screen
The stranger rode down Main Street 
Looking evil, looking mean
He packed a pair of six guns 
And a sawn off in his vest
Those folks was...

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LAUGHIN’ CRIMINALS

We run down the street to escape the local cops. 
I went into the liquor store with my mate Arnie – 
we looked around and spied that big fat gringo: 
together we said, “Give...

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Dear swollen-trunk maple, deemed 
diseased by the saw-happy tree guy, 
you who have stood silently, supposedly 
slipping your ailment through your roots 
to the neighboring trees, now fallen 
full blast down, geometrically down, 
right angle,...

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??Wisdom of Solomon 13:11 KJVAAE??
[11]  Now a carpenter that felleth timber, after he hath sawn down a tree meet for the purpose, and taken off all the bark skilfully round about, and hath wrought...

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He whittled away
A very large branch
That in 6,000 days
Was part of his ranch

Yet not just the branch
Or a tree or two
He whittled a forest
Full, through and through

For this man and knife
Both aptly named, Jack
Had spent...

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SAWN ASUNDER

They were young black African-American boys
Some teenage, some twenty to thirty years old
Tempted slain with the guns no one wins no one won
SAWN ASUNDER
SAWN ASUNDER
Sin is a tempter
But choice is you decision
But like America...

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Autumn approached about a week ago as stealthily as a fox!
The corn has been shucked and the golden fodder stands in shocks.
Luscious apples have been plucked from every supple bough.
Sweet-scented alfalfa for the cattle has...

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Just days ago golden grasses waved in the stronger breeze of late summer, a preview of the autumn winds to come. The clover and alfalfa were beginning to bloom, sending a heady scent over the...

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~ Believe And Trust ~
( Sonnette )


Believe each day
On God always trust
The Lord is great, just
Gives love, hope each day 

In sunshine or rain
Worship Lord we must
With Him peace attain.



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017



December.05.2017




So now faith,...

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Days come and go with the morning and evening star,
tempered dreams and conclusion by all means so far.
Tears from the subtle of some despair,
how did this change of mood strangled the air. 
That boat sailed...

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Miles that I have gone,
The things that I have known,
Some things that their beauty can be seen even in the 
dawn,
Mostly on earth plants that have been sawn.

Flowers and their beauty,
To brighten is their duty,
Their...

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Parallel went the universe someplace along the line
When autumn French-kissed winter with tongues of leaf and ice;
The lamp-posts dripped drab amber with a dark and dreary shine,
A devil's brew of garnished sleet, elemental egg-fried rice.
Night...

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It was a dark hole
into an Aladdin's cave of old tools.
A small window
gave the only light and fell
on a rough sawn bench wearing
scars inflicted by years of use.
Saw cuts, drill holes
and the miscued gouges
of chisels...

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