Long Sloan Poems

There's a Senior's home called the Shady Lane
    and life's curse is at an end.
Where a hundred souls are kept in line
    till Death its message sends.
They built a...

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A Good Mystery


I love a good mystery
A real whodunit,
I love the Hallmark Mystery and Movie Channel,
Nothing like watching Andy Griffith play the part of “Matlock”
He always figured it out
And revealed who the murderer is in...

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She smirked 
With a remarkable resemblance 
To Miranda Richardson 
Playing Elizabeth the First

Just as soon as I can bump off 
My new Sister-in-Law
Korporate Kate 
That two bit Sloan 
It shall be I who is 
Next...

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This side of town lives in evening darkness
The people care not for courtesy, just the green
Any fold of cash would prompt sullen eyes to awaken
As in this case, on that fateful night in late November

He...

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The Warrior, the Artist, the Healer and the Cop

The blood of my ancestors
Flows strongly through four
One is my child
But there are three more.

One is the warrior
Who leans far right.
One is the artist
With visionary sight.
One is...

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On Halloween, beneath a crescent moon,
a dark-haired man, pale-faced, I chanced to see.
He danced with grace and beauty to each tune
the band was playing. Would he dance with me?

At last he asked me, “May I...

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Requiem
 
The wrath of God descended on our land.
The fires raged and water scoured clean
Leaving shrouds of once loved homes
Where happy people lived.
 
Death reigned in our proud land.
Even the ground vibrated beneath
Our trembling feet.
Graves...

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Requiem
 
The wrath of God descended on our land.
The fires raged and water scoured clean
Leaving shrouds of once loved homes
Where happy people lived.
 
Death reigned in our proud land.
Even the ground vibrated beneath
Our trembling feet.
Graves...

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Saving the World

I wanted to write a poem
That would change the world.
Incite deep thought.
Spur others to action!
Save the world!

I could see my words
Crossing swords with evil perps!
Scathing missiles unleashed from the
Molten fires of my sharp...

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Jagged Edges

We expect too much of people.
After all, mere marionettes forged of clay,
Thrown into the arena unarmed,
Buffeted by the winds of discord,
One of a hundred thousand screaming
Needy beggars,
Craving love.

We have no owner's manual.
No user's guide.
No...

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Broken Angel

Broken angel, beyond repair.
Your words empty echoes in a heart that you once ruled.
The mask removed, you stand revealed,
Your tawdry golden crown clutched,
Streaks of tarnish running into the dust
Beneath you.

Your court applauds you, but...

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Samantha Sloan is sophisticated and somewhat successful
Surprisingly, she struggles when situations seem stressful
So, she saw a syndrome specialist, Dr. Sabrina Shortcakes.
She simply suggested sipping succulent strawberry shakes.

Samantha found serenity while slurping such syrupy sweets
Surrendering to...

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I awoke to the pressure
Pushing me inward this morning.
Sticky. Moist air immersing me
In sodden memories.
Blast from the past.
Humid awakenings from a life
No longer mine.
Rusty time.

Displaced. Confused. Spinning.
The shoe and not the foot.
Not striding forward in...

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Where Would I Go?
Where Would I Go? 

Where would I go
If I left Japan?
She is my Mother.
I am a cherry blossom.
I am one of thousands strong.
I am her rocky soil.
My feet are planted when
The ground...

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Windmills

I've lived my life with men
Who tilt at windmills.
Dreams, falling in the dust
Gloriously.

They suffer pain like medals
Pinned, across their chest.
Spurring them to greater feats
Of valiant ignorance.

I hover in the wings
And guard the pieces
Of their hearts
Like...

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Peter

"Peter picked a peck of pickled peppers"
Peter popped a pepper on his tongue.
Peter found the answer to the seasons
And will never have to strive for warm.

Peter's teeth flew out to feed the fairy.
Peter's mouth drew...

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