Long Stint Poems

Merov’s Ghost (1) and Other Shots Across My Bow!

In mid-November of Fourteen, I published my first web verse here, (2)
the earliest spanned sixty years, composed for Senior English class
one night in Nineteen Sixty-One. Assigned just...

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Rescue-Zoo.com



I was sitting in their studio with a gal from cable news, taking part in my first and only ever interview,
Fielding friendly questions that pertained to how and why I’d wound up, at the age...

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Au revoir oh perilous freedom...

Since pledging my troth
to the missus July 25th, 1996
after the comma error
punctuated mein kampf with disequilibrium.

Ever since the notions
of life, liberty and pursuit of happiness
coalesced within the mindscape
attributed to one
or more...

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Betty was bonafide crazy. She had shot her husband after a night of drunken quarreling, and was in the state mental hospital instead of being in the slammer. She'd shot the louse in the stomach...

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And after had passed the two enraged by
On which I had before pointed my sight,
I turned to others evil-born my eye.

I saw one, who the form of lute have might,
If he the groin in full...

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You were an Afghan, Farid Khan by name,
A name less known to the world today.
You ran away from home,
Because your own step-mother plotted against you.
Now you were runaway-Khan!

You chose to be a knight-errant,
Soon became a...

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Across figurative and literal blackened white board...

Where death of democracy writ large,
nevertheless psychological strength predominates
unlike earlier chapters of mein kampf.

Mine hardscrabble existential debacle 
spelled losing game
swept me up in malevolent mindset 
far adrift from harbored...

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This is based on a truly sad story from the late 1930s - 


Late one August afternoon - the year was nineteen ten - a hero - from my point of view - was quietly...

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The Antics Of A Yoyo Thief

Potential life of as juvenile delinquent
(ala bam mean future streetwise thug)
stopped dead in the tracks – manacles
the above two lines hopefully gives hint
nearly changing changing life of one boy
an undersized...

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In a sense everything is a seed of it's successor
The universe is change, life is judgement
Those aren't my words, they're a famous author
The rest of these are and what I think he meant
Before you demur...

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When I think of the times in therapy that I spent with Lenny, they weren't that of a therapist to a patient.  They were more of daughter to father or daughter to grandfather. Like...

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Deep in the lands where friend fought foe,
and spoilt queens reached all new low.
Who'd take the bounty of a heart,
or curse a kingdom for a start.

Their was one sly, little devil,
corrupt beyond all young girl's...

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Continued from The Eye of the Sea part 2


The heaving swell and the waves from hell
Soon swamped our valiant vessel,
With the holds in flood: tattered sails above,
We were in the direst of peril.

In a meet...

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That look of fierce disdain, nobility! 
That regal plume of chestnut ruddy-brown 
with speckled breast! No hint of weak servility 
besmirched the falcon's fine, imperious frown. 
He loved the way it sat in proud tranquility...

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Remember it just like yesterday 
'Twas the sixth of August, independence day
Manley called the election, Busta took the drive
New nation at UN assembly, Jamaica arrived
Topsy turvy, hurly burly, brick brack, nick nacks
All this wondorous excitement
Ever...

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At twenty-three, Brett found his girl,
A green-eyed vision with strawberry curls,
A year of dating came and went,
And wedding bells the sky did rent.

Life was good, he worked as a welder,
And rushed at night, tales to...

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MY STINT IN SAN QUENTIN

(The Story of Lily)
 
I had no idea why I ended up in San Quentin prison
After all I am a woman; if only I just had that shave
With over 3,500 male...

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Li Na Tennis Champion

Asians in general sat up to take notice when from the vastness of China arose a tennis great…
Never mind it was a she, and at an advanced chronological ripe old age of...

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My cat is a rescue me,
The abandonment of loneliness
He had his Forever Home promise
My love and affection were his.

See, he turns out to be, 
Complete contentment we shared
Mutual grounds in battles, here
We did not care...

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Stashed with programs recorded, which, condensed on universal files
Will tell them very little of what they don’t know and may never know
In this lifetime or the next heaven, in this orbit or the next
Treasure from...

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My soul is alive in giving!
My heart quenched through sharing!

I often questioned why or
when this all decided and 
the prayers that confided?
How did life, through love
me bring. Hear, 
outside the gates of paradise,
my talents
my thoughts
my...

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Across figurative and literal board... 
mine hardscrabble existential debacle spelled losing game of trouble

Oft times, I experience wretchedness being alive
spurring wonderment whereby thoughts
of my demise doth drive
analogous to buzzfeeding bumbling bees
combing into their hive.

Giddiness prevailed
when...

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after Gustav Holst

Do you remember when you told me that story
of all the Planets in the sky and how they all
had different jobs and had different people they
were in charge of?

(i)
In the first hour of...

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After Bill got Brick’s emergency call about the new find under the Bywater bridge, he downed 
his coffee, shoved his files in a drawer, donned his 9mm w/shoulder holster,  traded his  
Stetson for...

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On Monday morning, August 7th, 1823...someone that you’ve never heard of took his first small breath,
And all that he’s remembered for’s his awesome sour mash, and how he met, by all accounts, his quite peculiar...

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