Long Unlatched Poems

THANKS FOR YOUR TIME: To everything there is a
season, a time for every purpose under heaven; -
Ecclesiastes 3:1
A young man learns what’s most important in life
from the guy next door. It had been some time...

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Looking out through the panes
        of the window of time
     The curtains pulled back
        by a sad...

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FRIENDS
This story begin's with Tommy the turtle he was brown and big green with yellow 
spots on his back.He was always talking to himself because he didn't know how to 
make friends.A rabbit crossed the...

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"That's a dead triangle" the boy proclaimed without even a mention of his good name.
"Gotta smoke...?" the old man asked as he unlatched his case at hand. Pulling out sticks.
His time at the table to...

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-UNLATCHED-

So young myself, I was naive'
Without a doubt, I did believe
the babe, then latched inside my womb
was bound to me, and would always be

Latched on, was he, as he was fed
Then later on, our hands...

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Lobo Little Man, and his boy Teka Maroo
Put them together, and no telling what they might do.
Sweet as pie they are, sporting too many shades of innocence on their face.
Showing off their perfect manors, with...

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Thence they come, these thoughts again
As I brood, on mind thus dimmed
Fraught with doubt, crossed by light
Naught but rout, mine sublime such night

Shall I muse on love or war
Fall on fuse or seek Paramour

Laugh or...

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I stood upon the wooden deck
As the boat made way to sea
I saw the sky was turning black
Trepedation had a grip on me

But we had to carry onward
Cause that's how we make our way
Fishing on...

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Helpful Luca always has my best interest in mind
Upon arriving home, her eyes quickly blink three times 
while she guages my mood
Her greeting exceedingly polite 

Accordingly celebrating, commiserating, sitting
Siliconey arms casually yet awkwardly snake
my back...

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So young myself, I was naive'
Without a doubt, I did believe
the babe, then latched, inside my womb
would cling to me eternally

Latched on, was he, as he was fed
Then later on, our hands instead
Not tall enough...

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The howling wind causes the unlatched shutter
to bang incessantly against the faded gray wood
The upstairs window, that the shutter shields,
has spider legs of cracked glass
A black widow house, if ever there was such a thing
All...

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She remembers the shimmer
of one Sunday morning
The sun had grown dimmer
on the overcast seas
The color of yellow,
spread long amber fingers
And the sycamore trees 
cast strange somber shadows.

There was a threat in the sky
and the faint...

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Ella Hyde

1857- 1898


That cad with the freckle on his forehead,
That rascal man beast,
Handsome as a Greek
But devastatingly insecure,
And so deliciously young!
He was the one who stole my pride,
There, behind the Hadley tombstone in the moonlight,
And...

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The JOURNALIST'S LAST STORY

A slice of darkness scarred his face
She thought a knife gleamed in his hand
She stumble-climbed at double pace--
Imagined warmth in family-land.

The key slid in –the door-- unlatched
She kicked the door behind her...

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The canal is lined with anxious people, both young and old.
Sitting, standing and laying on blankets.
Everyone has put their bet in. It's just a matter of time to see whose duck comes in first.
Mascot ducks...

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Breathing so hard
Mind racing fast
Where the hell am I?
That's all I can ask
Unfamiliar faces
Way too familiar pain
Same ass picture
In an unfamiliar frame
My vision is blurry
But, Temporarily becomes clear 
No matter the clarity
Im still drowning in...

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_______________________

So young, I was, and so naive
There was no doubt, I did believe
this babe who's latched inside my womb
with ties we had,... would always be

Latched on was he, as he was fed
then later days, our...

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A slice of darkness scarred his face
the killing knife a glimmer caught in hand
she stumble-climbed at double pace--
Imagined warmth in family land.

The key slid in –the door-- unlatched
She slammed the door behind her back
Her hearing...

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It was dark...

I was on board
A running mind off the long board
A sleeping mind across the board
A winning mind over a long sword...

I saw children around me
Abducted, crying before me
Crippled, reaching out for me
Worn and...

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Off and on they signaled, always in rapid fire
casting munitions across my window blind
A garish platoon of aggressors engaged in war
all tossing hand grenades at my haggard mind

Their bullets were blinking in Morse code
flashing in...

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A bright light engulfs the room
and suddenly disappears
ushering a blazing essence 
that  abruptly evolves in the atmosphere,
buttons unlatched 
zippers break loose
shirts collapses over skirts
flesh dancing in flesh
flesh devouring flesh
and impatient breath 
whispering soft words...

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My cupboard would not be, by any standard held
considered neat or clean, nor free of crumb or dust.
But stores I keep abound, enough to nourish me
and keep me warm on nights, when hope is all...

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Around the wet corners of summer
In the alleys of scooter-revving Paris
11 at night
A back light herd of red eyes
Bull-rush Champs-Elysees

Parting for an ambulance
Its siren wobbling like a half-drunk soprano
Sobbing a song

While a man in tuxedo
Is...

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Picnics at the Park

I wished that I had stopped
The hands of Mother Clock
From ticking on its tac
As time flew by steadfast.

Bye, bye my toddler sweet
Hello there little princess
New adventures you'll seek
Words small and big you'll...

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I think I've always seen the world in color
Bright radiants wisping within
There was no realization discover
It's something that always been

Others around me paint in black and white
Expectations are set and matched
But they seem so persistently...

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