Long Symposium Poems

In 1968,
a time of great concern for healthy human civil rights
for and of women as well as LeftBrain culturally dominant men,
Gregory Bateson invited a Symposium
not quite a finished Symphony
proposing Moral and Aesthetic Structure of Human...

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"Symposium"



where do you go 
when you try to 
dream your place

in my life 

gone now 
from your 
quicksand shores

once I rolled over 
placed my mouth 
against your throat

what used to be

as if you 
could transfer
some...

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Skinned shins on tree skins,
Space-viewed landscapes of rust and paint 
Showing mirrored continents imagined; 
Worlds within worlds at every turn, 
Outlines of Octopi on Oil slicked streets;
Every post and pole or stone a step:
Sat on,...

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This is what the spirits tell me about you: I see you have traveled far in search of answers to your many questions. You should take satisfaction in having attained an advanced state of enlightenment....

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Being the clan’s chosen representative
Dad Chimpanzee prepares himself with fervor’s zest
ready to attend this significant event
exposing creature’s welfare development
over centuries against challenges
since in his cognition, changes are inevitable indeed.

Reaching the conference hall
he shakes hands with...

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feeling his vitamin injection a new adventure begins
a slapstick epic of unfathomable implication here unfolds
as the rat gnawed curtain rises at Ye Bone and Gristle
among the clattering of wooden pints of bitter ale
the floor show...

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I.

Come my son, sit
Join this party in a remembrance feast
Take part in our holy communion
Come, take part in our joyful tears of merry union
Sit with us and speak as one mouthpiece of the spirit
And pray...

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Bring them a cup of sea for lighted candles
Tell them taste and tell, and tell, and tell
The ancient salt, the bitterness it kindles
While creation groans at the brink of hell.
     ...

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THE DIE IS CAST
“I See,” said a blind man to his deaf Spouse, emphatically
I hear the S-rhetoric She replied Sarcastically
The symptoms and signs of Stagnation 
The Syndrome of intermittent Systems and Structures
Signing and later whining...

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You were only twelve when I first met you through your mom 
a special star in the sky that shone always brighter then the sun
You had the rare ability Alison of seeing auras around each...

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"Delphi"
 


Held in the palm of Zeus
there transforms Her solitary Self
in The Seat of Pythia

delivering prophecies
filled by the spirit of 
Enthusiasmos

Oracle of Delphi
speaking gibberish
with the lesser priests

conjuring the Poiesis
into enigmatic hexameters
poetic and dactylic

by way of...

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Dipped in frenzied simpatico
      as easily as tango's release
the lyrics changed course
         toppling over stances
notes were stacked
     ...

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Gluggy margarine marine grips keels
        Apex sun spreads sickly circle of lard
        Plugged lungs, gust momentum marred
    ...

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Tuesday Lobsang Rampa made
tea so his Third Eye could open
to see dreams fortifying in aspiring hearts
as they reach for the next beat in their comings and goings

Socrates played the lyre by
banging on the strings while
humming...

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Welcome to our symposium on wellness
Showcasing life as God’s gift so precious
For faith-builders and body-weight conscious
Adding more zest to a person’s fitness.

In this conference are seasoned speakers
Who will share their successful health stories
In conquering stress...

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Most words will fix and display a trail,
As many words pompous follow a fail;
Words that build can find a Holy Grail,
As I’m working on words that only sail.

For worlds without words that forgot,
A symposium of...

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Breaking news this just in,

Russian medics have just discovered 
a vaccine or cure for Covid-19

1 sprits of Novichok

1 cup if tea laced with Polonium - 210

Followed by a weekend mini city break

Taking in the 125...

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Leave not to come back,
Fly not to land on track
Buildings never to stand as before
History shall not be repeated no more


As a new day draws near,
We look back one year
After the new millennium 
And wish...

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“Old man!  ‘Tis not so hard to die.”
-Lord Byron

I have grown sick with wanton desire
My lungs are filling slowly with ash
I need to feel the burn of the fire.
Upon the wreckage my shadow is...

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The summer has its mission at hand.
A commitment to change lives.
Sitting there smoking and thinking.
With a light that makes up the sunset.
The warmth given with no strings tied.
Yet will run short come the winter snow.
But...

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In multitude of rooms, the almighty spoke in calmness

Loud as the  horns which played  angels bellowed out praise

As from best voices all cherub rose

Charming treasured symposium reigned through Gods land

 

No voice except...

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