Long Smooth and silk Poems

How plain it looks in morning sun
I hold it by the window's light, and palm it once again
It stirs my heart with tenderness, now fondly mixed with memories
A rock as smooth, as silk, as glass…,...

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Her lips dripped with honey.
Bee's nuzzled lovingly under her chin, 
And crawled across her ethereal face. 
Smooth white silk, 
Marble floors. 
Gardens full of flowers. 
Her steps were as light as a feather,
Her voice was...

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We’d just buried poor old Peter and we’re back now at his wake,
and of course it’s sad to see him gone but it’s great we can partake,
in giving comfort to his widow now that the...

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a bell would ring
when it was time for food
it was a depressing chime for 
for a gorilla named old grey who 
lost his teeth and had to take all his food 
ground up sweet goo
one...

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Seeking Brunswick Beacon

This is our local newspaper for
Brunswick County and Bolivia,
North Carolina. They have been
including poems in their Letters
To The Editor who are a predator
wanting to find new readers and
be the leaders.

God, daily always tried...

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Spring sashay this way 

Oh look a little babbling brook a classic country scenic site 
Listen to its babbling bliss It is like a greeting from the brooks water sprite,
As the water babbles over pebbles...

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Fritz Purdum mined these memories with his poem Boy playing in Dirt.


My grandson an introverted chap
On the playground after lunchtime nap

In the garden of kinders a most fragile Bloom off by himself just seeking some...

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Remember how you used to skip a Stone and watch the rings appear,
to follow the sun.
Smooth as silk, that an Angel has spun.
Makes for fluid thinking when
the mind thirsts in it's ilk.
For Mother's milk.
For the...

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As the world tires and weariness begins to quietly enfold,
We will sleep and dream of what tomorrow beholds,
In the night, 
a chorus of felines project a resolute purr,
Meow!
And in the light of the moon, as...

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I use to stay hungry, would eat a healthy portion of meat. Still I felt incomplete, I was destined to repeat until I heard of Spiritual Meat.

Meat very good to eat, it's nourishment to the...

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When I was a lad and I went to school,
My situation was strange.
They had what you’d call a food exchange,
And that was pretty cool.

My dad’s job was good; he made a lot
But he spent it...

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In that season when the wind blew 
A love note, remains timeless and still
A conversation of close-knit tone began
And abideth like day and night till...
We, two beings, entwined in spirit
Have the pleasure of owning the...

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Sarah perfect pirate Princess
Welcome to your shipboard home
Papa pirate holds and keeps you
Safely through the tidal foam

Mama pirate loves you dearly
But she died while giving birth
Flying fish are sent to greet you
Welcoming your time on...

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The full moon is up in the space,
 And the betrothed runs out 
 Of her room into the palace court,
 And innocently, into the old maze place,
 Creeping and stumbling over stones and scree,
...

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Hello and welcome to “The Plains of the Serengeti Show”,
I’m your host Bwana Bob come on let’s get ready and go.
 
Right outside of this window, just a short half step away,
You can see all...

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When I was young, Mom mixed tomato juice
with beans and ground beef; I would misconstrue
this liquidy deliciousness as soup.
Later I was told chili is a stew!

That’s because most people make it thick,
so chili “soup” I...

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Trinidad boys


Have a guy in Trinidad
He says he’s a ladies man
So I ask him to tell me how
t very slow so I can understand

He has on a polo shirt
And Michael Jordan sneakers
He driving a Toyota
He...

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got myself a new religion
got myself a new life
i got myself a new religion
an i got myself a new life
gonna go down tow get myself
a new woman too

gonna get me some wisdom
gonna feed my brain
im...

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I was drawn to her,
Like a western sunset
draws out the desert life
Her eyes, deep crystallized pools
of reflected whirlwinded emotions
I crave the feel of her skin,
soft and smooth as silk
I yearn for her lips-
tantalizing in their...

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Why did I feel that way,
why did my heart ache whenever I saw her
just walking somewhere, 
or sitting and looking so beautiful.
I saw her once, one lifetime long ago
leaning on some blue painted railings 
gazing...

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After a year of liking and loving
her, I would do anything to be with 
her forever. I love her more than love
itself. She is the only true angel
in my life. I love her more than...

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Every morning when I awake 
And reach for my paper and coffee cake, 
I check to see if my name appears,
Trying to quell my deepest fears 
That this might be the very day
When the old...

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Seductively symetrical in form and presence
She calls it Eve, I call it sepia political
Aroused motherhood of nation, a glamorous sense
Of identity, modern and yet mystical
Naked as a morning, smooth as silk dreams
She looks back, not...

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Brunswick Beacon Needs Poetry Page

My poem was on Page 6a of the Thursday, February 7th, 2008
edition of the Shallotte, NC Brunswick Beacon Newspaper.

Like grits and steak without any gristle,
I always will want to wet my...

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Loving a beautiful Hispanic girl will be the greatest moment of my life. It seems that all
Hispanic girls are beautiful angels. Not only is this Hispanic girl is as beautiful as the
rest of the Hispanic...

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