Long School bus Poems

“The True Mother”

What part of a heart
in another could one trust
when betrayal comes
like a silver bullet, words and deeds
sharp piercing to burrow 
bleed out Life’s dreams 
rust crumbles to dust

Virulent apathy spreads 
Betrayal’s destruction 
hand...

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Self destructive wickedness arrested, convicted, and gaoled...

with kidnapping little boy 
ordered to suffer
life sentence without parole.

The deadly scourge of  
one obsessive/compulsive disorder
nearly left me starving to death.

Anorexia nervosa absent bulimia 
nadir of onset 
diagnoses...

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if you have taken the time to browse through this eclectic collection of self-indulgent foolishness, I hope you’ve been entertained by the quirkiness of its content, or at the very least, annoyed by the pervasiveness...

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I knew that  I had to go somewhere but I did not know where 
I knew I had to go somewhere that was not  very far from here
So I  put on my...

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Reaping short terms benefits...

before marital savings bond matured
as a then quinquagenarian.

Courtesy gerontologists medical practitioners
allowing, enabling, and providing
the elderly population to live
longer and healthier lives.

Linkedin with longevity loosely translates
to resurgent libido spurring
older folks predilection
to participate in...

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When We Were Young

He left for work each morning, 
Wearing steel-toed boots and a tin hat.
He took long strides that were three times 
The length of mine.
In one hand he carried a lunch pail and...

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What happen I kept asking myself 
What happen is still hanging over my head
What happen is rumbling in the river bed
I had an uncomfortable feeling in my chest
So I grabbed my bike and rode through...

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Starting this unSabbath day
unusually seduced by full-color compassion,
with some competing-for-time distractions
in more sadly usual role recessions,
raises weak-day wellness questions
with healthy answering co-passion,
responsive responses more resiliently weekend resonations
than pathological ego-manic fear emanations
about my immediate physical future...

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On becoming a night owl...,
no matter whether or not ya give a hoot

especially after feeling super charged
watching the second night of 
Democratic National Convention conclave
ushering a hint of "Liberté, Egalité, Fraternité.

Men and women are born...

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A dawning twilight's me. Oh, joy. Oh, what a joy. This day. Oh, what a day. A breath bestills my eyes and I, e'er slight, a deeper breath that reopened them and myself to a...

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“The patience of Job” applied as an idiom that means to have great patience or endurance in the face of suffering. It's used to describe someone who perseveres through many problems or hardships.

One must possess...

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As we know, sometimes we can see the big picture by peeking through a keyhole. And in America today perhaps we can see better the state of innocence among young children by looking at a...

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Being different struggling with allergies anxiety asthma runs in my family outbreaks can occur anytime anywhere like with my grandsons right during football practice hives itching rash anything can trigger it my granddaughters all the...

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I retired a couple years ago
and decided to take a gardening class
because otherwise I probably would starve
even with food stamps,
given my retirement plan
was mainly to live off my still-freeloading adult perpetual-children.

This gardening class cost more...

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there were his baseball cards
collected in a shoebox,
his model submarines, and planes.
he paced in a restless waddle
from corner to corner in our bedroom.
he could beat me at any game
and always wanted to prove it.
the five...

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(*The Gift)
This here is a side trip, nothing more,
To our country home far and away.
Grandparents own one by the seashore,
This a gift, gramps in-law and mentor,
They raised teen/gramps, not a runaway.

Gramps helped older sis and...

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Eye cannot envision not wearing glasses

Ever since second grade
an ever stronger prescription
for nearsightedness donned my countenance,
cuz myopia (inherited courtesy
both parents) rendered me 'As Blind as a Bat' .

For some reason,
I wanted side arms
that wrapped behind...

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If roses are red
then violets are blue.
If you were as dumb as me
you'd have voted for Trump too.

This election just past,
I never wanted to sin
but I'm so tired of Losing wars
when Earth's climate needs to...

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(Fictional, but based on the real experience of one of my close friends who lost her daughter in an accident)

 As I sat on my desk,
Hurrying with my pent up work,
A scrap of paper, left...

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Unless you were bullied in school, you have no idea just how much of a toll the constant torment by others can take on you. I have never spoken of it and never wanted to...

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The abusive stepfather bullies 
his family gathers corruption 
political leaders to honor his 
behavior payoffs bribes paid for 
with a traumatic brain injury 
claim from his battered wife 

she cries for help hides flees 
an...

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If i remember  correctly: 
My philosophy was Don't react unless 
Necessary. The school day was over.
The ride home began normally. 
(Corrections made In this poem) 
Then the School bus Bully began 
annoying me. Robert!...

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School Bus drivers always have stories to tell and most of them come directly from the children that once our rode our buses. This one is no exception, but it is also a fine example...

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I am no longer of use.
That much is clear.

They pass me by like I’m furniture—
just another shape gathering dust
in the corner of the kitchen
where light rarely lands.

My face, once proud,
is smudged now—
not by time,
but by...

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Stone-People, Hearts As Cold As Frozen Stones


Stone-people, hard dried in their vanity
all around they lay- with their dead talking
Delight in mere tinges of sanity
closing rock-hard blind eyes when they slow-squawk!

Stone-people, every realm's black pot has...

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