Long Spurting Poems

Alone I arrive, walking from Frederick
over the gaps, across gentle hills
out onto a knoll
overlooking this burnished landscape.
Before me I see countless writhing rows
of indiscernible shapes gathered
in terrible rituals mid fire and smoke
darkening the sun.
From distant...

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Athenian Epitaphs II

These are ancient Greek epitaphs for lost family and friends, including dogs and other animals ...

Now his voice is prisoned in the silent pathways of the night: 
his owner's faithful Maltese... 
but will...

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Her back never faces the door

“I’ll only need you on certain days”

she says
(absently)

“I’ll have to write them down
my memory doesn’t work so well
especially when I am caught up”

she’s thinking
(a lovely stare)

“Who is that in the...

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Forth from the heaven, from the misty moorlands of all sacred woodland greens,
drop by drop by striking the pebbles and untouched vegetations oozes, 
the intoning hallowed water of evergreen woods' crystal cascades, brooks and streams.
to...

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Childhood can 
be a connotation 
of cacophonous tunes,
where the sweetest sins 
hide pain 
    behind a smile.
We all have 
 a story to tell, 
but not all are 
  born to...

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This the story of Gustybot Melly
His really small nose and his very large belly
He'd finished the biscuits, the cake and the jelly
And munched all the crisps like the ones on the telly

And when he was...

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Wanton women of Whitechapel
Desperate and destitute
Weakened from want
Shrunken stomachs barren of bread
Dying from disease in dingy dosshouses
Selling themselves on the streets for shillings
to buy beer, a bed for the night
or a bonny new bonnet
to enable...

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SILENCE, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel's poem: Silence by T. Wignesan


The silence PRIOR to silence
	Silence anterior to the ineffable SYLLABLE where silence is born where it’s accomplished in advance
	PERCEPTIBLE syllable distanced by far from pure silence...

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Of a distant land I ponder.
Of a country torn asunder.
Of Zimbabwe ne'er forgotten -
Where the life has turned so rotten.
Ah it tugs my heartstrings so -
This much loved land so full of woe.

In my dreams...

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Time passes and I wonder how did I come to be here.
 I remember watching you from across the misty lawn.
My heart seems to stop beating and I'm almost in fear.
 One minute I see...

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From Nabob of Junagarh, of Nizam— 
Collecting tax on cotton and the kind, 
The taxing job having strained of my calm, 
I’d stayed at a quiet place, though haunted 
And scary, a lovely place no...

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« She must suffer to her last breath. (…) They’ll all soon be as Dead as 0-Ren Ishii. »
« That woman deserves her Revenge. And we deserve to die. »
From « Kill Bill Vol. 1...

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Within Passion's Dream 
A Collaboration with Michael P. Clarke (Vladislav Raven) 

Within Passion's Dream I hold you close beside the Ocean of Love. 
I behold God's heavenly stars and they hold not the beauty of...

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. . .
I don’t feel like doing anything. . .
And yet here I am, writing again. . .
Punctured thoughts gushing redness of frustration and disgust,
Black rivers flowing and intoxicating the remaining blemished white of reality,
Stuck...

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This is the second response to The Wolf Man - The End

part 2


The Wolf Man (The End)

The young girl, Alice Grimm, was pretty and slim
She stayed with her grandmother who lived, deep, in the woods
Her...

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Life, like a practiced comedian on the stage
Keeps smiling and frowning in turn.
Under the embers of joy that spark from our hearts,
Lies the pulverized heap of charcoaled dreams!
	
Sometimes I find life, a tight rope walk
When...

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Bear and the Birds

Vernal equinox comes shining.
Hungry wolves in forest whining.
Mighty bear awakens growling,
time to go on sky’s great prowling.

Chickadee feels night-time falling,
“feed me food” from stomach calling.
Mother bear up sky comes climbing,
fatty flesh with...

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yellow, crimson and red gold all around me!
                     wrapped in frenzied emotions fervently I see
...

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High noon sun would soon turn

Her petite, ruddy face into one freckle

She rubbed the juice from a fresh lime

Across her brow so the bangs might bleach

The white sand brushed the strand

and aquamarine surf that cut...

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Special Action Force, “By Skills and Virtue, We Triumph”....
Hail to you heroes who fought until their last breath!
No fear to face the awaiting door of death.
As you defend and secure our Motherland especially the youth.

At...

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Religions,
eco-political traditions,
faith systems,
variations on an evolving creation story theme

Are both rooted in
and feeding on
multicultural evidence of faith in nurturance,
mental/physical health-integrative outcomes
of living trusted truths
through co-empathic forests of beauty

Or faith in more fundamental monopolistic
autonomous idolatry of...

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Today’s Good Deed

In your open hand
I placed a red rose petal upon it

You looked up at me in puzzlement
Curiosity won over fear

I replied “ the rose petal fell from the sky”
As I tried to capture...

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We were much too old to trick-or-treat,
But still wanted to have some fun;
So as the neighborhood high school kids
We just terrorized everyone.

We walked around and bothered kids;
Making them give us some of their candy,
And smashed...

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The sun descends this cloudless night
A moon for howling, full and bright
A moon by which the bats take flight
And wolf-men and the undead bite

Stretchered in, a bite mark cruel
He won’t heal but must refuel
But medics’...

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With empty sack the entities arrive and depart 
In between turn into greed slaves to grab
Sucked within the abyss of temptation
Love can bestow the heavenly satisfaction of giving.

In the inferno of temporal corporeal passion ...

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