Long Unpacks Poems

The Prospector: 

He packs his tack in a great canvas sack 
And then drives away in his car.
Nobody cries as they wave their goodbyes; 
They will await his return from afar.
When he reaches the track...

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a young man with tounge lashed and lunch packed/
heading to a regiment, sprung on one flag/
swearin to fight till his own lungs crack/
preparin for life cuz he won't come back/
attached to the loud sound of...

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Each moment, like life itself, is a pleasant knock,
This, like the spring surprises, unlocks each time clock;
And unpacks puzzling feelings like Pandora box,
Making me take hold of my lifeboat like a cox...

Knocks are manifold like...

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Villanelle: Cowered crushed cramped cold in the pit of our stomachs

Cowered crushed cramped cold in the pit of our stomachs
We drag our ego thrones saddled on stooping lean backs
Fiendish liege Lords’ furnace mouths whiplash at...

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They didn't rush out to greet him
When Father time made his call...
They traded house and picket fence...
For one room down a long hall

like soldiers standing watch...
They take turns staring at the clock...
And wonder where the...

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Spring Whimsy

winter packs his trunk
 full of icy fleece and flakes ~
  going south for spring

spring unpacks her bags 
 rolls out green hills with poppies ~
 mustard carpets glens 

vernal daylight sighs
 sheds...

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Spring tantalizingly unfolds vernal, winsome
Blossoms of lilies pristine, undulating to appease
Fawning nectar-dreams adrift on wings of bees
Frolicking tranquility of rustling flowering trees

Refulgent summer, too, unpacks variegated
Revelry on rivers, oceans, flamboyant meadows
As ubiquitously nature paints blooms...

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SILENT ROOSTERS SLEEP

Dads don’t sleep.  They drive over-packed cars, and sip coffee from a thermos cup. Kids in backseat mull over grandma’s home ~ roosters never move, cuckoo clock never quits, and grandma’s always...

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All that has been, out-grows itself,
becomes monstrous in a mouse hole.

Thoughts pinned to carnival garbs
hang under night’s pitch-dark tent
to chew over minds missing links.
The silence of wordless clowns
mimes the shrill music of bats.

In a dusty...

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Sitting in the dentist’s office
Waiting for my turn
What will my mouth’s treatment be?
Will it sting?  Will it burn?

I look at books; I turn the page
I don’t want to see
Any people now in pain
‘Cause the...

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Too early for festivities, Christmas stillness crouches
Soon puncture of anticipation unpacks gifts
Humid harassment, curtain pummelling sun pounces
Dull of smug day blocked, first denial assists

Performed to prosper, biology reaps what's obtainable 
Demanding we sit attentive in...

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Dear Mr. G.,
I'm a sloppily manufactured good

the kind of
you don't want it to be
exposed to the view

the kind of
piles up in a humid warehouse

tacitly humiliated
collusively dehumanized

even that feeling of having price attached
was never introduced

and I've...

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Thoughts disperse like dandelion seeds,
all that has been, out-grows present and future,
becomes enormous in a mouse hole.
 
Moths are pinned to carnival garments,
only their quicksilver eyes glitter .
 
Those wall clocks
the nails that have hung...

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