Long Trilogy Poems

‘An interesting guy I think,’
People might say on meeting you for the first time,
Oh yes, I’ve come to know you too well.
Thank God for the Internet,
Although there are bodies in your wake,
And stench follows you...

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Dream state yields deep sleep personifications

Upon lying supine - eye shutter lids
into the land of Wynken, Blynken, and Nod,
where the sandman beckons and bids
dead to the webbed wide world,
yours truly immune to wakefulness 
despite being...

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My thing is,
Yang dear,
EarthMother
is much RNA-green older
than mammalian red-DNA Yang.

Yes,
seniority breeds long-term nutritious merit,
I remember this history lesson
from your creation by fairy tale,
how WinWin Paradise YinYin
wonder invited Yang's Patriarchal CoPresence.

Well said,
dearest,
which is exactly why EarthMother
needed...

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Predator Antiqua Multis Versus Respiciens Tempus


I Watched Midnight Sun Fall Into Dark Shades Of Oblivion

Part I

I watched midnight sun fall into dark shades of oblivion
with its dying light screaming in agonizing moans
upon bloody battlefields of...

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You Know Who You Are! 

I know that you probably know who you are...
Abusers who prey on women (or men) .
Your aberrance mostly extends to the weak, 
Your generosity just serves other's pain
And, of course,...

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I know that you probably know who you are...
Abusers who prey on women (or men) .
Your aberrance mostly extends to the weak, 
Your generosity just serves other's pain
And, of course, their misery's your only gain.
Do...

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LETTER TO A SOLDIER
A Trilogy


I.  SONGS OF LOVE

Love walked with me
In the crisp fall air
In a shower of gold and red.
Love showed me the print
Of a doe’s foot
And where she made her bed.

Love sat...

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The bush in which you hide
Reveals your cowardice,
The wall, behind which you speak,
Testifies against you,
The seed which you so blithely sow,
Grows bitter fruit that does not nourish
Or weeds that suck soil dry
So that good seed...

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Poet’s Notes:
This is what I call a 'Poem en Duo,' a collection of related poems which when grouped together serve to illuminate elements that they have in common. They can be by the same author...

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IMPRINTS
(Part 1 of Trilogy for My Father)

His shoes by the front door make me cry,
like his glasses resting atop an
unfinished crossword
and his toothbrush in its holder
the bristles still damp.
And I wonder...

Did he brush his teeth...

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Unquotable quotes: The How of Democratic Kill – XXXIX, Part One

Born in 1868, Alexei Maximovich PESHKOV, better known as MAXIM GORKY and hailed as the chief proponent of Soviet literature, the veritable champion of the...

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WORLD WAR 11 THROUGH THE EYES OF MY DAD
POEM NO 2 OF TRILOGY

My father was one of six children, whose family
Had no financial reserves, so explained to them amicably
That he had decided he wanted to...

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Part 1

One summer in our youth group was a boy
I met.  How I would love to understand
if what he’d felt was equal to the joy
that bloomed in me when he caressed my hand.

His elfin...

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Inspiration, Revelation, Adaptation, Within Poetic Verse

Sonnet I

I saw morn's soft hands stretching to touch bright moonlight
Is but a fleeting blink betwixt man's death and birth
Dark unknowing is why we so oft fear the night
In that...

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I was drawn here today,
to the quiet woods, to sit and think,
About life, love, fear...
For today it was the only near sense
Compelled towards this delicate space
As I watch those that pace by,
Spaced out...
Do they not...

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Floccinaucinihilipilification And Very Little Heart
    (Second of Three Poem Trilogy)

II

Winter blowing in fierce, bitter cold now lingers
soon the "old and useless" will meet their destined fate,
at Winter-child's hands, gun, itchy trigger fingers
and...

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A Poetic Trilogy On Life's Great Beauty

(I.)
Beauty That Many Of Us Oft Miss

Skies dancing above Nature's treasures
With birds flying through its rainbow lights
Greatness, man can not truly measure
After seen, its beautiful delights.

Sunrise, with its bright,...

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strong does the wind blow.  
against it, she walks towards me;  
two guitars I hold.

Four parakeets
Living in a little cage
Singing for freedom

Why do you seek us?
Earthlings, you are so far away.
You will find,...

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I really have outdone myself this time!
My ‘God Machine’ is finally in place!
I’ll never have to fret about a rhyme,
Or stop for a red light that changed from green 
As if it sought to put...

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Or do you not know that the unrighteous will not inherit the kingdom of God? 
Do not be deceived: neither the sexually immoral, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, 
nor men who practice homosexuality, nor thieves, nor...

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Anna Belle 1619 (Part One)

She set out to Jamestown in 1619
She's a Nordic ship on the sea
She's purple in shades in streams
She bathes in the Caribbean breeze
She needs no bard's flattery
No barroom cajolery
Only God with...

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THE SUN, EARTH & MOON
(Alternative title: Sygyzy)
The sun is the past—
crucible of the
epigenetic light.
The earth’s the present—
inexorably
our arrogant might.
The moon’s the future—
a desolate orb
frozen in its plight.
 
Modern science says: The sun is the past, the...

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[Song Lyric]

Brothers and sisters have we plenty—
The sun, the moon, and stars on high.
Hours in the day we've four and twenty—
Mountains and trees and lots of sky.
People may call us 'salt of the earth'
And say...

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Floccinaucinihilipilification And Very Little Bread
       ( First of Three Poem Trilogy )

I

I've no problem with bardolatry fans
their barmecide and oft humorous rants.
Give me golden words not found in empty...

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WORLD WAR 11 THROUGH THE EYES OF MY MOM
POEM NO. 1 OF TRILOGY

World war 11 was nearing its end, 
The Nazis losing ground
In Russia, been driven out of Moscow, 
Everywhere snow bound,
Dying like flies because...

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