Long Screamers Poems

after riding 
with the
hell’s angels,
running for
sheriff of
pitkin county 
in colorado
(speaking on
the “freak power”
platform---from
which he swore
that if he won---he
would
tear up all the 
streets, replacing 
them with newly
sodden, “never 
take mescaline 
whilst on duty,”
and legalize all
drugs to...

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March 1980
An insistent internal voice told me take a library book back
I had just sat down after bathing three little girls
I was exhausted
The voice would not leave me alone
I finally asked my husband to take...

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Oh, the wonder, this statement of past, bygone days, the opposite of mental stability ! Now, take a moment of concentration, if you are able! These small lives, tiny stature, once sweet, and adored. Children,...

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THE BOOGEYMAN WILL GET YOU-LOOK OUT!!
They have said that to me ever since I was a wee boy
Lurking under the sheets,in the closet,behind one's back
Especially at night when we are susceptible to  the vivid
imaginations...

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No angels on Earth
For dreamers and screamers to find
Whether they lose or catch their breath
Lost in deep recesses of the mind  

Teeming with fantasies
Where fairies toe a perfect line
Drawn in sentimental seas
Where their unicorns...

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The saddest, maddest children usually find their way to my office.
I am the school counselor.
They arrive on their own, knocking, or just running in.
I always ask if they have permission.
Some do, many do not.
They need...

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For my friend Ahmad, who requested a poem about hummingbirds :) 

No hummingbirds
Nowhere hummingbirds
What the eff are hummingbirds?

Birds, the world is filled with flocks
They have the weirdest names
I am NOT playing games
No regulars like sparrows...

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Verbal gymnastics 
twist the real meaning of this barbarous truth
To kill is called to sanction,
deliver the package is black ops captured proof
Approval of torture
moves a scared society 911 degrees
to the medieval reprobate melting phase
Blood flowers...

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Two hundred and fifty-six thousand dead already, you argue. 
Get the children back into the schools! The non-scientific thinkers are screaming.
But it is a pandemic.
So what? They are carriers, they will survive, the money makers...

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When i was young
I had many dreams
Of young boys quests
And nightmare streams

The dream of the shed
I have written about
But it's the other nightmare
That made me shout

Down a street i would walk
In my hometown
As i viewed...

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As the Hedgehog is known for its hedge
It seems he is known for his edge
As he drives in the tip of the wedge
Whether swinging a ball peen or sledge

He will maul you with words aptly...

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Spelling mysteries in the sacristy of black and white,
Cold star celebrity inevitably revealed at night,
Fifteen earth minutes seems so infinite in dreams of fate,
White-line fever, tightrope snorting on the interstate.

The kiss of destiny detestably with...

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Since it’s the beginning of a rather bleak week, 
I’ve decided to play games like hide and go seek.
First I have to round up some willing boys and girls, 
They are around the corner ,...

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No one faces lost love rationally,
forgoing all their romantic notions.
For confusion confounds reality,
when running a gauntlet of emotions.

Doubt anonymously attacks with guile,
its impact devastating to dreamers.
And fears flourish on the remains of trust,
disrupting slumber with...

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I am but a mere speck
In a wreck of emotions  
In a larger pile promotions 
Of writers and dreamers 
And graphical screamers 
Who surge to the screen
That wonderful machine
To thrust out their feelings 
Who...

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My shores was once filled with life
Where people made memories
that were cherished along the beaches
Has passed too soon

Sun baked bodes
No longer scattered in the sand
Handmade castles covered with black tar
Sullied by the big spill, never...

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Oh, Fall, you’re dangerous for dreamers
There is a lot of time to miss
Your leaves are everlasting screamers
in lake of sorrow and disease.
I saw her yesterday or earlier
She left me, to survive my loss
I still remember...

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