Long Udders Poems

Oh Hanna. 

The sinking of the USS Stefan wood. 

Oh Hanna 
I want to take you to Montana. 
We can camp out by the springs we will go and see the way oil is founding...

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True person .This was written for a friend about a lost friend. 
Last night I was provided with a list of everything that was 
to be used in the poem below, as a keepsake and...

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In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil,
snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae eel, "Marinas"
here waters water dreams, to...

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O Magog,
from the sterile land of Gog,
thou rejoicest over how thy biological idol father
hast devilishly embraced thee

Spiritual mathematics 
offer free radical theorems
of probability analysis

Doth thy Gentile nuclear goggles
allow thee to see
the virtual microbe mushrooming variables
in...

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Pick up the plaid skirt curly,
ride to the rave party on the down low
Sneak out the lame pimple place early,
take the cutie to the Hush Hush ‘Mo ‘Mo
Trying to act playa Romeo ... like he...

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The sheep in the nearby pasture
Heard what the cows had done
In the building of their rocket ship
And they too wanted one

A few of them shaved for pocket money
Black market wool brings a hefty price
While some...

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Angela, Andy, Amber, angels, ambience, attitudes, altitude, all-purpose flour.
Beds, breakfast, brightness, brevity, butter pecan ice cream, bald eagles. 
Cali, Carolyn, Chelsea, creativity, compassion, craftiness, cleverness. 
Dick, Daisy, Dwight, Deborah, dare devils, delightful deeds, designs.
Emily, Elise,...

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When I was a boy of two or three,
My dad and cousin said to me;
'You'll be the gee-tar player in a big folk band',
‘'With those six little fingers on your right webbed hand',
-----------------
So he went...

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Limerick crochetes : Once a Bull-Frog of a French Syndic

Part One 

Once a Bull-Frog of a French Syndic
Croaked Janitress Porc-U-Pine music
She found much in common
With Janitress-Husband
They sucked Co-Proprietors' Council sick

Now Janitress had much lard to...

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Let the Melancholics delight at your beauty tonight.
From the bossom of ecstacy down to the purity of heart
You are indeed a ravine work of art
A million words can't define you
Yes, beautiful can summarise your radiance...

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Sister Faith took me in,
teaching me all
different practical things,
everything from canning foods
and churning butter,
milking the cows and
squeezing the udders,
sewing and darning all
of the clans clothes,
washing them all by
using a washboard,
hanging them on the
clothesline outside,
going for...

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Take the poem by the tail

Dash not the Word on the rocks sans sense
Avalanches bury the meaning in the rubble
O’Malley came alive to prove this sound truth
Not words alone can make up the poem:
You can...

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Smells!

At the ballet, ran a survey. Who uses perfume?
The Nose knows.

Standing in the narrow hall
Waiting for one who’s answering nature’s call.
Young and all waft pass.
Vapor trail followed a pretty lass.

First to judge the bearer.
Less than...

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Grapes explode when put in the microwave
Judge Judy makes $45 million a year
Now if that doesn't thrill you or rot your socks
There ain't much that can tickle your rear

Some people feel the same arousal thinking...

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A cloud`s romance 
 White butterflies covered the glade like a film star`s living room 
still unspoilt by drops of red wine, cake crumbs and vomits.  
They suddenly flew up over tree tops became...

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Lemme tell ya'
about a kid 
whose mind is so far down the gutter
he was seen scheming on another kid's mother
being obscene
at the scene he
whistled and muttered  
"Nice Udders!"

I'm telling you
little dude is smooth
with more...

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The 7 wonders of the world 
Is quite a sight to see
But it don't compare to what we have
In the hills of Tennessee

Uncle Zebs cow is a big ole thing
Quite a sight to behold
That cow's...

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A new day begins
As the day before.
The Jersey girls assemble themselves
Into their usual cow chain.
One girl’s head follows another’s tail.
Then head then tail,
All along the sodden trail.
This habit has worn a pasture lane
Of mud and...

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Here's a story about Old Macdonald
The one who had that farm
They only told us part of it
But they really didn't mean no harm

Old Macdonald Mack for short
Did things that others can't
He took care of all...

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I

When a river in sea subsides, 
Alive unto sea it still lives, 
So does life unto death abides, 
Departing, birth to new life gives. 

The parasite in a womb dies
To live on its own volition,
A...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 19

Eat no life you cut open first to let blood flow
Bird on wing fish that swim crawls slithers all on fours
Dare you stare down the dilemma watch trees...

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The earth is mother with beards
grassland and forests are beards, moustache
mountains and hills are its nose and teeth
oceans, lakes and rivers are udders for milk

I see animals as her children not parasites
human beings live not...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 27

Pounce not like Tiger on lone backwoods fields
Never know who’d be chasing balls fall into holes
Balls roll back to earth from smooth Elysian fields

Stuff the coffin with hot...

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The gleaners undirt 
these profane candy morphs 

as they sift through the fields 
in springs and falls.

Apiaceous, mud beige
burrowed beasties, them

bow legged, cowboy pulps; 
others with flipped  birds

sprung up from their hairy
carrot fists, bronxing...

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Antelope.

A springbok runs fast on the savanna avoiding
lions and other predators, but ultimately it is
destined to become food for slayers and thus
 useful. Going back two and a half million years, 
my African ancestors too...

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