Long Speared Poems

Already was straight up the flame and steady
To speak no more, and yet away it went
Being the sweet poet to let it ready,

When another, which followed in ascent,
Made us to turn our eyes to top...

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When I was young, and adventure routine,
With excitement and newness still unforeseen
I was eager to spread my wings to the world
And seek more adventures as those wings unfurled

Within my long travels I happened to meet
Two...

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“Blue Angels, Black Sheep, Monitors and The House of Random Penguins” 

The womb
is scooped like 
an over ripe melon
Time is the incorrigible felon,
the forgotten lost garden explored 
overturned and raked, 
neatly messed, 
in more ways...

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Spring flowers you grow & bloom, watered and snuggled within our bed
I knew that my skull was filled with cogs that spun together in my head
I knew early on I made a series of promises...

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POTD 3rd December 2024

Circuits of Deception -  An Ai Bot with a Sensual Glitch

Can machines feel emotion? This robot's tale of a deceptive upload might have you questioning. Can a robot be equipped with...

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You are like my favorite ride as a child at the local carnival, the carousel, I knew every part of that ride, every seat, just as I know you so well
The carousel, roundabout or merry...

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Three Ice-Dragons of Zaath, are faring South,
They strip the landscape barren of all Love.
Each holds a lifeless Champion in its mouth,
Each imitates the wolf, and mocks the Dove…

Beware their icy maws, their shepherds’ clothing,
For they...

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Pray, my lord, says the priest. ‘Tis sweet balm for the soul,
and he, he sees yours-
Lord, I hope not- you think.
‘O! there are spirits of the air!’
a poet will write centuries after they give you...

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Part one was: "Unofficial War Games in Venezuela" And Part two is: "Gathering Storms against  America," both quotations come from Erick Stakelbeck, The Watch Man on the Wall.

Under President Theodore Roosevelt, the United States...

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I am in the middle of nowhere without a gun, bullets, bow or spear, the philistine are coming upon me and an angry crowd is moving towards the square.

You have got to help me to...

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O, the old toad talks
To the equinox,
But he sings to the harvest moon.
Cuz his little pollywogs
All swam off in the bog,
And they’re getting gobbled up by a loon.

The chance is remote
For an antidote,
And they’ll all...

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painted my fingernails
  lips, eyes, cheeks
          with dark
lovely pink
went out on the town
purse, shoes, belt
   had hues and shades
of pink and of brown
spritz...

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Monet


Come with me, let us rekindle love –
walk with me over bridges aglow
while rivers magically glisten below.
If you hold my hand, 
perhaps, we might spy a magpie
perched from a snowy sky and as night
stirs, then...

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I watch it grow from a plant into a tree, I watch it grow to rescue you and me, I water it with my sweat and nurture it with my breath and in the early...

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Gray Sky modeled, a Leaf on its Falling,

And thus tenaciously wounded, a slow and Bitter Abandon

Crashes,

Past Churches among Coals

And Faces lined, tunneled by ants, cicadas

The mouths of Sad dead Men.

Gray Sky tears Into Dirt,

Cars and...

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Let me begin by declaring
a well known cliche:
our skin does not define us,
nor does our place of birth
define our worth.

And yet we are scattered
across the globe,
sometimes whole oceans,
separating us.
We see countless borders
that man has made
serving...

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if the sinking-of-boat …ice-cream by name 
be deducted from the swept-off-in-flood … by name roll no 31 
then would the wings of the comics 
cease to exist 

what says the uninterrupted sound of water-falling 
from...

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II.
Through long hills and dense forest,
Slocumb’s dogs pulled the sleigh.
Faint traces of Red Billing’s trail
guided Dan along the way.

He found the frozen Indian,
torn apart by many scavengers.
He said then a silent prayer,
since he couldn’t bury...

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In the middle of Asgard, where the Gods and Goddesses live, is Yggdrasil by name, the tree of life is its fame. The eternal green Ash tree, the branches stretching out over all the nine...

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I am sitting under a big tree, 
Full of flowers on its branches, 
If you can see…
It’s quite old if you look at it, 
But not on its century…

I watch the movement Of the old...

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Oh my beautiful Daughters
what have you done to the men of the Earth,
turning the roar of men's' love into notes of shame and whispers,
discoloring the gallant glow of trust with untempered lust for popular worth,

I...

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I did not mean to snatch your heart
Like with the claw of a vorocious bird of pray
You fell into my unset trap 
Speared yourself upon my harpoon 
Which had only been hanging on the wall
You...

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At crushing depths 
Titanic rests 
Rusticles- like red ice 
hang from her corpse 
[the excrement of 
fathoms deep bacteria] 
And now technology
[ undreamed of when it was needed] 
peers at her 
[long submerged wreckage]
from slick...

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I sit and think of
	programs that
assign values to
	words that are wrote

love and hate and in envy are
	words that of passion may be
but value nothing to
	the values of the machine

angles slopes and rectangles
	roaring sounds growing louder
winds...

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I see you there, I see you clear
What have I to love but you my darling dear?

Your empty mask, your hard set eyes, your raven cloak so full of lies.
Your barest whisper a gale wind's...

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