Long Stridently Poems

I was restless all the night,
The demoness softly singing a haunting tune
The Holy Spirit sifted in swirls around me,
And she touched with her claws its essence with strange wonder

I awoke to his songs strong and...

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Growing up, growing old, growing wise –
Or are we merely shadows,
Falling over the memories, the growing -
Stirring embers of hope and mercy,
Gentling as tears on a letter,
Silent, yet sure to speak more stridently,
louder than anything...

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Zika Virus What Next

It is officially announced, there is a global health emergency...
World Health Organisation (WHO) has just issued this health warning...
The rapid spread of the Zika Virus is an international public health emergency..

From its...

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BRUCE, HOLIDAY OR JOPLIN?

Just another genius junkie
Someone’s master and someone else's flunky
Just another genius junkie, man
Building crosses while cursing the inevitability of a plague
Writers both vehement and anything but vague
Some of them whose rhymes fell...

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("Snake II", 2015, original block print)

Gaslit

In these times of constant parading
The emperor in his new gown
Sets the fashion for the whole world
Everywhere you look
People blindly proclaiming the nakedly absurd
With confidence born in numbers.

Now basic biological...

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Moonlight creeps through the writhing woodland as 
Arion walks alongside me—upward toward the lone mountain. 
We had trekked for miles and the way was wearisome,
heavy fog in its obscuring fidelity stalking our every step. 

Winds...

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I could feel the rhythm of my obscure 
thoughts in sync
sturdy scrutiny, into the mirror
I glimpse deeply in the 
reflection of the nymph
somehow I outwit the quixotic 
hold of the sylph,
frightened to my demise, 
tons...

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so two deviant demented souls decided to fill a van with fertilizer and magically and tragically turn that mini-van into a mighty bomb, park it near a a building housing human beings and suddenly a...

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A quivering shadow shrouding a clouded pane
Shared pain scribbled in the doleful rain
Hollow words that broker heartache and disdain
A sorrowful whistle emanating from a distant train
Poorly trained recruits struggling above the furor to remain
Stridently striving...

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Anyways, this fella an’ me, we were on a rhyme-spree.

“Bob, ” I asked, “to what now do you aspire?”

To which he replied, in a drawl slow as a  wet week,

 ”A spire? A place...

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OVER RAIN RAINBOWS REIGN SUPREME

Glimpsed from an isolated island was freedom afar
Afar yet ever closer than the nearest star
There were tall green trees amidst supple and serene scenarios
Never a winter’s frost nor ever a freeze...

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 We are commonly predisposed 
To lack of common sense - case closed!


We seem to have it all and more and some, 
Well nourished and beyond, stern doctors say. 
Internet mis/informed by rule of thumb,...

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I have named it.

The kittens name is....Crystal.
It is an apt name, seeing as 
she felt compelled to break
my crystal goblet.

The very one I "drink" from
on the occasions when someone
tries to break in.

One must see to...

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SUDDENLY I HEARD SILENCE SHOUT

All of a sudden I turned around
And it was then I heard the sound
All of a sudden I looked about
And ‘twas then i heard emptiness shout

With a swollen voice it screamed...

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Mells' Bells.

Not far from a little town in Somerset called Wells
there's a quiet little village, that's name is Mells
the wild garlic grows in abundance there, and stridently smells
But the peace is shattered each Sunday by...

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Gorgeous, the morning had been,
Before the day became frantic;
Clouds amassed. 
My eyes and ears witnessed.

Rains’ harbingers landed on my skin;
Drops of rains but not rain, I whispered to me.
Darker and darker, the clouds grew.
From time...

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Did God create the oceans dry
His forests without greenery
to declare?~ Obviously not!
As every overhead cloud bears
proud witness, and every raindrop 
can claim a rightful lush share: 

We are partners all, in nature; 

each for Mother's...

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Is there such a thing as ‘old’
Or is it merely ‘ageing’,
The trusty steed of time,
Neither willful nor disparaging.

Perhaps the clock does chime 
More stridently in youth,
Our actions and our words
In search of our own truth.

As...

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To fight or flight, one must think.
For is it wise to speak truth to backs of the ignorant,
Or rather stand by as the racing river stridently does rampage?
Impossible it is, despite destruction of his crops,...

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Call me wind song
Hear my mantra chanting
Over the chimes
Ringing you to sleep
Softly covering you
In blanketing breeze
Carrying pollen dreams

Call me wind dancer
Across the water ways
Strumming forth choruses
Of melodic waves rolling
Endless and rhythmic
Splashes of sound silenced
Stridently inside...

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