Long Sneaking(a) Poems

Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and...

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It was going to be the best Christmas of the most spectacular, magnificent Christmases in the world.
Certainly, the best one we had ever seen, for Grandma Winslet was coming from England which is big.
She used...

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It was going to be the best Christmas of the most spectacular, magnificent Christmases in the world.Certainly, the best one we had ever seen, for Grandma Winslet was coming from England which is big.
She used...

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This is a story about Freddie and Flo,
They lived in Baltimore a long time ago.
It might be called a May-September romance
And shows how love can blossom if it's given a chance.
Flo taught Sunday School, her...

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Sneaking A President On Presidents Day

Sneaking President Biden to Kyiv without anyone noticing, sounds like something out of a movie.  It really happened.  He arrived in Kyiv on a surprise visit, signaling 'unflagging...

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Cherish me as I grow old, and am surely liable to forget things. 
 I know how interesting life is and the contentment it brings.
I know you'll make excuses to try and be miserable and...

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Mirrors don't lie about frank and ernest portrayal...

Especially when giving cheeky badass
blemished physiognomic reflection
tricking me seeing displeasing likeness
Matthew Scott Harris, a grown lad brandishing
his treasured invisible cutlass
poised to strike, (where spiderlines
instantaneously provoked, webbed,
and frankly zapped...

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See who I ‘am? Don’t you even know who I ‘am? Don’t fake 

like you don’t know me, you’ve seen me Before…I’m sure you 

have. The sisters all be hating on a fine sister like...

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I am
Wednesday morning trips to the local library with my mom and younger siblings,
Wandering wondrous paths through bookshelves bustling with books.
Exploring, savoring, lingering inbetwixt paragraphs, sentences, words.
Spirited away to a fantasy far from my monotonous...

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I grew up in the rockin 60’s
Everything back then was new
Rock ‘n’ roll and Chevy’s
There wasn’t anything we couldn’t do

Hot rod Fords and street drag races
The girls wearing cashmere sweaters
The thrill of youth that showed...

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Mom feeds us gingersnaps and saltines
when we get sick to our stomachs,
but I never eat any of it.

With sweaty palms I nervously 
stuff the crackers into my pockets,
telling myself
that I am saving the crumbs for...

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Yesterday I posted a poem about our Volkswagen mailbox- 
on which Deborah painted symbols of flowers, butterflies and a dove
It’s our subtle way of stating we hope for a world filled with peace and love.

When...

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 ~Dare We~
Side by side in the full moonlight, looking up in wonder
Shoulders rubbing, breaths, mingling hands begin to wander
Daringly we looked together, would we really dare…
No one about we can try, there seem no...

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Sassy and Genghis they now get along
Sassy liked Kublai but he is now gone
Old Genghis still a little grouch
he growls at Sassy if she joins him on the couch
Sassy will at times kiss him and...

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Wear no long face
When storms rage in your space
Flying and crying you out of place 

If you do
Like a cow you’ll moo
Shooting and hooting at the crew

You claim to train
With foibles you can’t restrain
With lower...

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I lost another friend, who was riding the alcohol train.
Little did I know, that he was in so much mental pain.
He kept it hidden well, I didn't even notice it at all.
His family kept him...

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I can see you Bobby sneaking a look
No, your mother did not buy you a book
Tony and Jimmie have come to see
Bobby gazing at me
My lights are bright so Santa can see
Where to put the...

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He's lost the best of me 
and what's left still wants him.
I find parts of me everywhere, 
finding them gleaming in dusty corners 
and I gather the fragments
in my hand, a fine sand of feelings,
and...

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When a man and woman get married
A new language will unfold
The man knows not to question why
Just do what he is told

She never has to say a word
Men will see it in that glare
It's the...

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Bel Canto
___________________

We sang  a rendition of
the Lovers fight song
where two lovers
asked the world what
they were doing wrong
her cursings tongue spoke
until all her frustration
was gone

She soothed me
She calmed me till
I couldn't ignore
her want for me
her...

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Winnie the witch was seeking romance
So headed off to the Halloween dance
She went with her old school friend Mary
Who is cute and pretty but incredibly hairy!
Pumpkin lanterns light up the darkened room
Casting eerie shadows in...

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I crawled and stayed low as I could,
Wanted to be punished for being anything but good. No boundaries in place before I took a walk around the world complete in a block,
Never knew that being...

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Oftentimes, 
And it happens so often lately,
I catch myself staring
at the walls and the ceiling
lost somewhere in reverie,
furtively sneaking a peek at the door.

Death–
Where does it come from?
Does it need a door to come through?
Does...

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GOTH GIRL


Sitting beside two Goth girls;
Black hair, black clothes,
Black eyelashes,
silver studs in the knee-length boots,
pale daughters-of-Dracula complexions.

I could be in Whitby for a Goth convention,
standing on a crag
looking out on the cold North sea,
but I'm...

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I started this poem with the ending
That way I figure just in case
I get half way through and don't have a clue
Of what next I wanted to say

Plus it'll save me all that time
Of trying...

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