Long Staffs Poems

I see people moving, but going nowhere
I see people moving with their hands thrown in the air
I see people moving but they have nothing to share
Bags and pans, old kettle, and old man
The scavenger, the...

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Old Pharaoh had enslaved the Jews; he would not let them go.
So God devised a mighty scheme; his go-to guy was Mo.
His brother Aaron was the voice, for Moses talked real slow,
So he would wave...

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The elves left separately and reconvened in the safe room.  If  Rian was aware of Joulupukki's presence in the Village, they did not want to give away what magic he had.  When...

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“Now, if we can get these proceedings under way,” began Seileach.
     “No,” exhorted Rian!  “I demand to have more information about what is occurring here before we proceed.  It...

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Sam woke up all excited, his first circle would take place tonight,
He saw Crimson Fire sat deep into mediation, still as a rock
and noticed the white robes, belts and staffs laid out ready.
He knew from...

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"I Would Be....WOOD"


   "Knock On Me!" or more correct "Knock On WOOD!" You've probably said that and rapped your knuckles against me while saying it! I know you've knocked on me many times...

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You see it in the old movies,
when Indians come into play,
somebody calls them,”savages,”
and it seems to fry people’s brains.
They flip out, demand censorship,
know nothing of real history,
can’t empathize with either side,
to see how that all...

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Beneath the stretched-out, nocturnal firmament, thoughts overwhelm my being,
Questions unassuaged by answers, echo of the void,
About forests of the future, trees with waiting roots,
About children from untold dreams, with smiles that cannot be found.
Those books...

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itching legs & yahweh

the young boy had told his mother
he thought he was allergic to ivory soap,
in fact, he’d told her the night before---
but come sunday morning
all the care in the world couldn’t keep him
from...

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I am coming to see you dear, I have no time to spear, I am coming out of the shadows of doubt to find out what this thing is about, I want to experience a...

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What's In A Name
    (Heritage, Proudly Honored)


From ancient lineage comes my last name
Brave warriors that drank strong ale, spilled blood.
Some were letters men, spoke in Irish brogue
foot loose fancy free, set for...

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lit by the light of a full moon
the breathlessness of a resolved heart
lies in still after the cunning dew
had tried to convince her death was cruel -
a last harvest-eve of doom and she should 
fear...

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Imagine DNA as architectural color design,
regenerative blueprint,
but written in fugue fractal songs,
no two exactly identical 
except for twins.

Each species shows some shared architectural greyscale function
like staffs holding up a linear musical score
for counting eighth and...

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THE SCHEME:

The system is bad...!
It's really sad.
Times are obviously hard.
It's not easy to come across money.
Though it sounds really funny.
As many can't afford two square meals.
What of paying their bills?
Only being in their shoes will...

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Soundscape Strata

Did Bach know to what end
his harvest of melodies-in-parallel would become?

Scholars agonize

Was creation of counterpoint
musical destiny
a hybrid fruit of beauty
knowing no boundary
bewildering those of first look
given musical staffs
voicings and manuscripts
always conformed to traditional confinement?

What...

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Long ago duriong my childhood Hon'ble M.L.A.s attended state assembly riding bicycles.

Officers of the govt departmens and staffs attended their offices
riding bicycles.

Policemen in groups went riding bicycles to arrest roadside gamblers.
If caught they were taken...

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Leave a man to him and his words
and telescopic terrains will open,
as splendid as the midwinter constellations
sprayed in a barbarous sublimity across the sky,
with the serene orb of Jupiter hanging unflickering over the land.
They tell...

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Moved to Nene house thought it was a nice place
At first it all seemed kind of great
Got along with people 
Turns out they were snakes 

Smoked bud, sniffed crack
Lost control of life
Shagged boys, got drunk
Totally...

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Note:  All lines in this heap are from failed sonnets that I tried to stack without having any two consecutive lines come from the same poem.  I had to break the rule twice....

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Hala everytime
Too long of keeping silence cant 
Do us any better any more Too long we keep hopeing and believing 
Yet our situation never change oh africans
He that wears the shoe feels the pain the...

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Vertiginous in this cloud nine you've created.
The bottom of a salted ocean appears craters of stars wished astray
appointing the Dino to dusk, a pointing arrow circulating your karma,
A division inflicted your paper arrow plane.
Your clay...

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Three Forty Five Connection


Wednesday afternoon? I don’t remember
Technology---helper drives me crazy
Not a magic mirror you brought me
Yesterday afternoon? I don’t remember 
Seeing each other, both were smiling

“Does he feel what I feel?”
“I guess he feels”
Or...

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God, I have a prayer for you today.
It’s just from me, but please hear what I have to say.

Millions are being abandoned, starved and soon alone, where some in Ukraine are still free to roam.
Children...

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I've worked many years in retail,
With hours that were long,
With the pay being mediocre,
Sometimes it just seemed wrong,

But like many jobs, it had it's perks
One of the best of these, and how it works;
I was...

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A planet of dream 
the world is made 
up of a system 
some places it bitter 
some places is better 
yet we all live with 
a deferent desire 
in a world of challenge's
and fear 

A...

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