Long Vertebrate Poems

The first time I saw my father I was a year and 8 months old. He had returned home for a short respite  before shipping out to England to prepare for the invasion. It...

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I awaken, alarmed by contagion’s dread,
by the advancing bubonic omen. 
My  muscular spasms unleash, involuntarily.
My astonished malediction yawns, cavernous.
I gawk vacantly in my remaining moments, 
at icy stones beneath my trembling feet. 
Just a...

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Breakfast 
 
Appetizer of the day,
the morning fried egg sun,
yolk pulp and burnt crisp around the face,
pumpkin fries like sun rays shoot sharply downward,
the air dispersed everywhere like ketchup,
Durant street is straight as a bacon
and...

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This kindred of separation
this breed apart
this top of the food chain
and its self distinction by the manipulation of thumbs

This arrogance of intelligence
with its pocket-sized reasoning of knowledge
and by default applies its logic
this incongruent species of...

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her spine that musical instrument
I strummed plucking sounds chords and tones
in axis, the toothed vertebra
she turned her head saying she knew
everything I know she didn't know
about heathen nights and their shifting moons
or all jesus christs...

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Pulled down to the ground on strings as the puppeteer cackles ,with vacant sleepy sheep like eyes and a slinky vertebrate the marienette does its daily dance ,a dance first started with a seduction of...

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The circles of the bloody moon,
slide Northward towards the Rive Nile,
Death and raven drift above,
As mother guards her nest with pride.

The nightingales are singing near,
The nightly winds leave the door ajar,
The big bellied old man,...

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As I was driving on the dirt road country,
I saw ectothermic, amniotes vertebrate
covered in scales, 
black feline cross the road with an unhurried,
 sidewinding.

As it passed, 
hissing and raising the upper portion
of the bodies to...

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Dear Ms. Fate 
Before it is too late 
You and I have to date
So meet me by the lake
I know it is a mistake
I am putting my life at stake
But this move I have to...

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vrrroom buzzzzzzzz vrrroom
cars in a circle
touch each other crash
bungled-stuttering engines like
frustrated flying insect?
bungle-stuttering
hits and misses faulty transmissions

Petals and sepals touching
Stramens and Pistils
developer seeds and fruit blossoms
O' hymenopterous succulent
chewing mouth parts
Petals and sepals touching
stamens and pistils
developed...

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The war and food

During the war years in Norway 1940 to 1945
there was little food, but the coast was teeming
with fish, my brother and I often walked down to the pier
and in a matter of...

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Homo sapiens is what is me.
I am so happy I am not a turkey.
I am not taxonomically classified in a family
known to ornithologists as Melogracidae.
With a sauce made from the cranberry,
these creatures will be served...

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