Long Typographical Poems

	GREEN DAY – revisited
     Although the following poetic/prosaic material written January eighteenth two thousand and eighteen, I came across these encapsulated, enclosed, encoded, and encrusted with barnacle clad body electric of...

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Glad That God Is Here

Am always glad that God is here;
To me sincere and so very near;
Looking forward to
A life that is new,
And soon His Son will reappear.

Jim Horn

Happy Birthday Again

With God a new life...

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Remote to the walls of intelligence, a civilization is defined without a typographical position
Entrance to the society is marked with long, gargantuan red gateways that extend high
High as if touching Ursa Major’s feet, detailed with...

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an earlier draft of this barely satisfactory missive ex post facto, i chomped asper with upper dentures upon evincing a couple of typographical errors, in up rye or draft, and did not wanna dodge being...

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She entered unannounced; no bell, no brass. The aperture, a bureaucratic lapse in Nature’s accounting, permitted transit for the curious, not the wise. Through corridors of warped conjecture, she drifted—unclaimed luggage of a thought experiment....

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Though the heyday and stellar popularity didst long since wane, I still enjoy listening to select song titles (to many for listing here along this virtual boulevard of broken dream) of this iconic Punk Rock...

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Bereft of the poetry of his soul
The knight took refuge in the house of death
Into darkness he went with his mind crushed
Wandering lust gone and with his own trust.

The enchanter gone
And disenchantment entered
And the land...

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The Mayan calendar of ancient times ends
When December 12 of this year rolls around
Old prophesy: or nothing but a clerical error?

Trembling Earth and volcanic fire raining down
Hurricanes sweeping paths of utter destruction
Outer space invading our...

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