Long Stiffen Poems

Sweat is dribbling down my face, I am feeling hot
I can still hear the cracking sound swirling around 
And the night dancing to its own rhythm
The night suddenly fades in and the journey begin
That night...

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Mud and leather
dirt and nerve
bloodied laughter
collision to serve,
distance, drive and demolition
battle axe ambition in the wild air
muscle and mind joined in steeled instinct, 
a stitched pigskin ball, the grail of the Fall
to fumble it means...

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I understand that my values have changed. In ways to frame a point we can't help complain. Distract a conscience with tasks to entertain. As well as moments uncaptured to drive insane.

Now sorry I know...

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Born into a world with only one hand to hold
Delivered by eyes impassive to his existence 
cold fingers brought no warmth to his welcome
While no strength held him high.
The yearning in his eyes hollowed with...

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Just a couple months ago my wife and I were sitting,
Both with old and tired feet submerged, out on the dock.
She wrapped one arm around my back and softly said to me,
“Fred, do you remember...

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Enough Angelina, drop the bouquet of harebells.  
The flowers wilt as your graying hands stiffen. See, how grave
is our newborn son. We gift him a black crêpe layette.
Say Darling Edward, say, Golubushka, make me...

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each gleaming candle with it's yellow glow, surrounds her beauty like an aura. Her 
eyes are like a cats..sparkling with curiousity and wonder as she swirls in her dress 
skirts around her chamber. I feel...

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A Polite Warning. The Following poem is somewhat steamy. Not explicit, but explicit in
inference. If this sort of thing offends you, then please be considerate and don’t read
it. Thank you. 

Naked Flamenco

( A sultry summer...

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Momma 
She doesn’t want to hear from me no more 
I'm tired, she cried 
Pointed me in a direction 
But I see that door
Would it be selfish on my part 
To grip her palms and...

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It started when I was a child
I was a kid with a gift
That no one understood or recognized
Instead of loved I was picked on and ostracized

However I blocked it all out
But little by Little its...

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When I met the tall and amiable Vietnam War veteran,
my shyness showed,
yet, my throat dried and tightened when he softly
spoke the words, "The war never goes away."
All these humanity destroying wars never cease,
soldier's names, faces,...

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A different weapon conceived in Wuhan 

A Poisoned Jab? 

Don't ask me.

The sky is no longer brilliant with the tint of Truth 

A strange world this,

These covert crime overlooked by justice. 

communism seeks dominance by...

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A huge grasshopper came our way one day
couldn’t help but catch it, couldn’t let it get away
Just wanted to observe it, the biologist in me
never saw such a thing with its kind of beauty

Bright green...

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I was born in the odds, 
I lived through it,
dotted the lines on my path
I was born among hyenas, 
these scrambling to stiffen the last breath, 
Amidst hurts and hate first from home,
A lot cast...

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The heats beating down on the back of my neck
and a river of sweat's runnin’ down my spine
I swear I would trade away my last red cent
for any kind of shade that I just might...

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The breeze of the morn she sought.
     Her eyes were wild, as she thought.
Her hands tremble like a leaf on a tree.
     She marked her steps silently.
Sylphlike...

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I KNOW SHE WOULD HAVE LOVED THIS LOVE SONG

As she slowly slips away I say
Now every love song I ever hear seems written especially for her and i
Not a lover bared, bedded or wedded
Nor those...

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November 13th 2017 
Happy 83rd birthday to thy cremated mom

Harriet Harris fought tooth and nail
Mother succumbed 
to terminal illness without fail 
Ovarian/ Uterine Cancer to no avail
hosted by death feasted fancy 
at Oyster Bay metastasized...

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I KNOW SHE WOULD HAVE LOVED THIS LOVE SONG

As she slowly slips away I say
Now every love song I ever hear seems written especially for her
Not a lover bared, bedded or wedded
Nor those who shed...

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Laying here in my bed
Listening to your deep and shallow breath
Such a smooth and calm sound
I roll over and lay a hand on your chest
Too much movement it seems
For you rolled onto your side
As I...

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Seed - scattered strewn or downtrodden.
Grain stuck on passive flytrap mucus.
Wild life biomes ripe with  open sesame.
Frantic birth pangs stiffen their gestations as green  leaf ferments bubble underneath.
Mother of all wombs, diva pulse...

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In Response To My First Poem

-Inner Spirit-


A true and fighting spirit within us all surely must lay
beneath this weak armor made of water and clay.
Has it been destroyed in your life and soul,
by seeking comfort,...

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Many do they number ,
                         the times I have been alone,...

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The moon seems somehow hollow tonight; 
It’s light ghostly and intangible – 
It peers at me like a baleful eye, marking me out 
Spotlighting my sad state of solitude 
‘Look at you, all alone,’ it...

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"Black Ice"

Sorrow flows from the first sunrise 
Eyes deeper than winter and rainfall
A painful combination never felt before 
At core death awaits
   - laughing while she begs for clemency!
In her eyes, fault is...

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