Long Shushed Poems

Botched and bungled interpersonal opportunities viewed...

tonight October  25th, 2022 
terrifically summarily requoting 

poetic outdated iteration,
I share the following lines
echoing in the valley 
of love and delight.
courtesy 20/20 hindsight
October twenty fifth
two thousand and twenty two
admirable,...

Read More

The forest had enjoyed a magical transformation.
Dusk had ushered in the firefly brigade.
They lit up the pond area like tiny LED lights.
I could see they were excitedly motioning to the faeries.
Although I do not speak...

Read More

Push the limits…try to find outlets and coping skills for yourself
Pull away from the urge to throw those childish, languishing fits
Explore and implore with me now
Feels drown away and fade somehow
Hooked to your melody
Haunted and...

Read More

Botched and bungled interpersonal opportunities viewed...
(summarily iterated June 30th, 2020)

I share the following lines
with utmost delight
courtesy 20/20 hindsight
June twenty ninth
two thousand and twenty

corrigible, fallible,
and intelligible light
hearted fella (aging
baby boomer) usually polite
doth not trend toward
superficial nor...

Read More

Baron Von Frankenstein sent me, an invitation to the ball
To be held on Hallows Eve, at his castle in the great hall
I had nothing planned for the night so decided to go
And I thought he'd...

Read More

Kind, like the time hope
Filled me with light,
Sunrise showing up in the dawn,
Silencing the dark and gentling
A calm breathed through the oaks,
Compassionate, dreamy 
Feelings bleeding through the mists,
Erasing the bitterness, the tears
Embracing the miracle of...

Read More

Bang! Bang!
A roaring sound erupted from downstairs awakening my sister and I, 
Silence over filled the house.
My sister and I laid in our bed immobile, 
I listened to her soft quivering breaths as the tranquility...

Read More

...One night I asked who it was,
she said,”Just a man I used to know.”
She would never say more than that,
so I decided wisely to let it go.

But that night, like every other,
when midnight rolled around,
she...

Read More

We were taught 
that to be qu**r
means to be strange,
to be unlike the rest,
to be different, 
but not in a way that would raise surprised brows 
or taint eyes green with jealousy.
We were taught 
that...

Read More

Second, third, fourth... stimulus check(s)...
ah... the stuff a dream come true would be made!

Such would constitute,
the closest phenomena
approximating winning the lottery
cuz yours truly never blessed
winning sizable, nor
minuscule amount of money

beset with one after another setback
token...

Read More

Pain shows no stain. 
The only stain that is there, 
Is one of his blood.

It all started a sad day in
July. 
He saved my life.

Now, I'm nothing but a simple
Hunter. It's not animals I hunt,
but...

Read More

Hiding Under My 3rd Grade Desk
David J Walker 

Mrs. Pollards smile 
Was enough to reassure every member
Of her third-grade class 

That their world was secure 
As the crass voice in the 
Crackling PA speaker announced...

Read More

We were sent on an errand
My sister Faith and I
But it ended up being a mission
Because there were bunnies to love
And geese to chase and a baby bunny to save

We had a little basket full...

Read More

In the cradle of our candle light last night...
We settled and sizzled in the moonlight.
We danced through the dense of the darkest night.
Like a cutest couple we cuddled in the bubble of bonded bouquets.
Dined with...

Read More

Corky moon
You only see me in the night 
During the day I look for you and not find you
I’ve been screepling around life the whole noon
And you hid from me yet pop-up uninvited in the...

Read More

bloated girth deceased,
not surprisingly packed orotund
size appetite conveniently weighted
gravity helped fell
giant gourmand chowhound
demise linkedin automatically tightened
neckerchief doubled as noose clothbound

neck, the luckless bard dead -
poets society he didst cofound
oh captain my captain compound
suffering no more,...

Read More

SMALL   TOWN   LIBRARY   -   OCTOBER


Sleepy with silent words , soundless print       
Outside a world of school bells and  traffic hum.
Cant...

Read More

Day by day cant get you off my mind,
        once screamed for you now left behind,
        eyes sodden stolen joy from...

Read More

I used to be like you when I was your age.
It was more than desperation to get out of the cage.
I wanted to grow up; I wanted to rush.
But I have never ever learned the...

Read More

SMALL   TOWN   LIBRARY   IN   OCTOBER


Sleepy with silent words , soundless print       
Outside a world of school bells and  traffic hum.
Cant...

Read More

Speaking loud for your right
Please remeber how to put up a bloody fight

We see the many things in our community that makes us ill
Taxes, healthcare and pedophiles that kill

Should we quiet down in our anger
Surrender...

Read More

My friend had a Christmas gift
He wanted to give me;
He shushed it was a secret
And I couldn't see.

It's awful not knowing
What a present is:
It's like getting stuck
In a cryptogrammic quiz.

He laughed
When I begged for a...

Read More

pyaasa (thirsty) – for guru dutt

 

i’ll have none of it

the glittering vulgarity on crude display

puffed-up egos wrapped in vacuum-sealed packs

adorning the sterile aisles of shining malls with their endless racks

 

i’ll have none of...

Read More

Where will they go, those creatures of the wild;
  
their territory lost through human cause.
 
Confused, they enter private yards; exiled,

they're waved or shushed away without a pause.

Wealth traded for the end of forest...

Read More

when we who do not
believe,
use the name of this
fictional character
whom you base your own
life on
“in vain,” as you might 
tell us after the fact,
we will not be
shushed.

no matter how politely or
matter-of-factly
you present your need to
hear...

Read More