Long Schoolyard Poems

It may have been the devil himself who prompted the kids in my schoolyard back in 1947 to chant "Patsy Foley's roly-poly from eating too much ravioli."

At first, no one could remember who started the...

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It was the weekend, and I was sleeping late that day,
Alone with the morning, while savoring marvels of May.

As I drowsed luxuriantly, at the outskirts of dreams,
I heard a strange sound, while soaking in gay...

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I. The Love of Minds

The volume on the desk,
The one not claimed by dust or burned
By light, will follow her to bed tonight.
Its pages will be turned and smothered,
Each in turn, so as not to...

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The day was fine and sunlit,
Decorated by several clouds 
drifting aimlessly in the radiant ocean-blue sky.
Chorused by gentle puffs of the morning breeze,
Sending leaves on the streets twirling like
ballerinas in a dazzling and mesmerising dance.
and...

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The day was fine and sunlit, Decorated by several clouds drifting 
     aimlessly in the radiant ocean-blue sky. Chorused by gentle 
         ...

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"Oh, The places You'll Go!"

Dragon was in a slump as the kids all left to go back to school.
So I read to him:“All the Places You’ll Go!” by good Dr Seuss.
He loved “Oh, the things...

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How tenderly you cared for me
when you found me broken on the road
did lift me up gave me your own cup
removed from me my heavy load
 
You dressed my wounds with healing balm
every injury you...

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Part 9

there is a wraith with an hourglass
dancing quietly in my shadow
he's gone when I look
but I can hear him do a shuffle step on the ice
his inside out umbrella more than a fashion statement
about...

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free flowing thought in a lazy river of emotions
connecting sentences by combining threads of a web
spiders dance - they get dizzy with knowledge
answers are given but only understood without more intricate research
time and time again...

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The day was fine and sunlit,
Decorated by several clouds 
drifting aimlessly in the radiant ocean-blue sky.
Chorused by merciless gales of the morning breeze,
Sending leaves on the streets attacking like
Vikings in a brutal and violent dance.
and...

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Why is the winter soo long?
 why do i blame myself?
Tell me its not allowed
perfect world

I never knew what i was gonna be
Its true and what about your therapist
and whose not invited
I'll lead you to...

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Stepping out into the Autumn night of Halloween
It is the Witches and the Warlocks turn to dance
Their air of mystery and mystic is all around
The zombies or the Undead cannot speak
but,their presence seems to be...

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She sits on the bathroom floor 
Hiding behind a tightly closed door 
Afraid that prying eyes will see 
What society has forced her to be 

With fingers pushed halfway down her throat 
On the remains...

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How small we were sitting in the backseat of that mammoth car. We were dwarfed on the giant sofa-like bench waiting like a great amusement ride about to start. While we waited we explored our...

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I used to write like
Jack Kerouac.
Words
crumbling down
paper. 
Stark thoughts
marked
by dots
and dashes.
 
Flashes of schoolyard brilliance
The hill I would
climb over
to be
someone different. 
I never saw life
through a dot.
LSD.
My father
was on mushrooms,
when he and my mother
created me.
...

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Rapacious  Itch 


It felt things coming, 
The undeniable bottom feeder reality, 
Where thought had no credulity, 
Where irrational emoting ruled, 
Void of mind’s prep, 
Blind of light’s revealing purpose. 

Such remained 
This well-rehearsed and...

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I walked along the street one day to see what I could find,
I looked for something interesting to stimulate my mind.

When suddenly appeared before me right out from the sky,
a funny-looking alien with three arms...

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A BACKWARD GLANCE
Alongside a Chiltern chalkstream
I lay me down to dream,
of country paths,stiles and steep slopes,
those days,long ago,filled with hope;
I dreamed of days of summer sun
when my life had just begun,
climbing trees,cricket on the green,
the...

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For you my dear, of glistening gold and hues of blue, 
A mirage created by the constructs of feeble minds.   

Our ability to connect is truly frayed, a romance delayed, 
Short as the...

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In the dimly lit corners of her existence,
She lingered, a ghost in the midst of persistence.
From the womb, she was marked, a black sheep born,
Destined to wander, forsaken and torn.

In childhood's tender grasp, she stood...

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He was sitting on the front step of the old family home
Agnes departed,a month ago,to a more "heavenly" destination
But ,everytime  a photograph of her begins to come into view
The expression ,of such a lonely...

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In the cozy, dark chamber of my womb , you fought hard to breathe,
And we prayed.
Your safe passage out into this beautiful world a huge concern,
And your too-soon departure to an oblivion, 
our world’s dreaded...

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Blue flowers plucked
Nyona bak chang** moments;
Satisfying rice cakes


By this old fence
Echoes of giggles;
Laughter mocks schoolyard


Road diversion
Roundabout detour;
Long cul de sac


Wedding festivities
Details and stuff;
Final agenda looms


Joy wears a face
Celebration evokes;
Certain gratification


Flame of the Forest tree
Nice shady...

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I know too much about racism, from folks like you and folks in our governments, of all colors. Yes, power corrupts anyone and everyone, but there is no TRIBALISM LIKE European and Caucasian tribalism. Unlike...

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To Live this Life

Inertia it is something we can’t stop once put into motion.  It has a destiny unless abruptly stopped.  But to let it linger on in it’s own way has a...

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