Long Swooshes Poems

Eyes open as you inhale the morning air, The body still heavy from slumber loosens with each stretch and yawn, Standing slowly you walk to the window, Peeking through the inviting sun beams onto you...

Read More

--------xxxxooxxxxx--------


smashing! there she goes swaying her strut in red stilettos
with a lady gaga ’do,  vamp gear and  rockin’ diva blues…
"hottie P.D." that’s what she’s called.. ready to prance at
her latest night call, another...

Read More

What is this thing called Life?
This fragile forging of flesh and spirit
A mocking of existence
A dream like world of nightmarish hell
That can evaporate into a kiss of another soul
Dissolving the fear of mortal mass
Into an...

Read More

Caged magnetic daydreams of lucid migration;

I’ve been there before.  It’s forbidden:

Orchard carved calligraphy crisply cut -
Spiraled surface-scratched immortality 
Dimly azure, aglow on videotape,
Red, blue, green.  Nature’s baby grand.
An organic player-piano ceaseless 
In mellow...

Read More

Like many heroes of mysterious Marvel Comics, 
Doctor Stephen Vincent Strange is a bolt of magic mix;
Spells of supernatural kinds he works, abundantly,
Crimsons, crystals, ice, rings, chains - in constant redundancy...!

Pile of pure pulverization and...

Read More

As I rise, 
The moon falls
The wind settles
The lake follows
The sand shimmers
The earth softens
The stars dampen and
The buildings brighten,

A tree houses
A bird swooshes
A flower opens
A fish swims
A weed dances
A squirrel eats and
A duck dips,

A man...

Read More

Above the firmament, crossing over the rainbow
Riding on those clouds, an endless trail of loving you
 I am a freed butterfly in frenzy from a red cocoon
I’ll taste your kisses, so sweet like flowers in...

Read More

A small tree, quite old, sits near the harbor
Where the water swooshes into the rocks
A real dark blue, near black, color exists
A murky flow hits hard there by the docks

The wind picks up, a storm...

Read More

keep the music sorrowfully low,
so big daddy doesn’t hear.
the shadowy figures, surrender
and whisper in your ear.

the psychedelic colors flow
like the sea foam beat.
Angie, your chromatic hair
smells incandescently sweet.

locked and loaded, alone
with your beastie dreams.
your pillow’s...

Read More

Nestling upon the snow, puss peeks over the soft
dusty snow, as sparkling snowflake spiral and fall
upon her long fur sending her spirits aloft.

She has the most expressive face and yet so small,
her bright emerald eyes...

Read More

I'm a genie and Batman wangled 
        a one-wish, real deal from me;
he said graveyard shift duties 
        have been driving...

Read More

I am captivated by the ever-rushing tide
Small, distant tsunamis raping the beach,
Granting the tiny sand crabs a free ride
From way beyond the frothing surf’s reach
Causing the terns to flutter and screech.

They tell me it ebbs...

Read More

As I walk next to the frozen pond
The early morning sun was rising from behind the hill in the distance
Its warm rays peek through the line of maples
The air was still, the day was quiet

Only...

Read More

Radios blaring, televisions drumming on and on and on
The faucet drips, the dishwasher hums
A soft blowing sound from the air conditioner
The refrigerator dropping ice..then filling with water

Ticking clocks on the bed stands
The ringing of the...

Read More

The-beat-the, the-beat-the, the-beat
Drawn into my innards so sweet.

A lifetime of heartbeats come smoldering back-
The child, the teen, the young adult
Pound, out of sync.
But together they sound so heavenly sweet.

Feet dashing down school halls;
The brush swooshes...

Read More

There’s a quiet  in watching  myself sleep
Like a buzz , a drone  of calm abandon
Gently passing this  fluid ocean , deep
Past reeds and tall grasses that slither on
To unknown whispering or...

Read More

MY LADY WITH BLUE EYES
I called her out 
She turned around
She smiled at me
And swooshes’ her hair to the back
Where was I, out of the world

I reached for her hand, she became shy
She laughed, and...

Read More

You can't trust them
Tangle in the spider webs mind
You see reflection of your outer soul
It shows the wages of time
In every line on once so smooth a surface
You smile
Creams, powders, stretching, the knife
Once youth escapes...

Read More

A man of ancient skills and tradition,
          Lived in a land of structured discipline,
A balanced life with moral conviction,
       ...

Read More