Long Wearier Poems

Your outside exterior,will soon become wearier,as your own,inner poison spreads out,all through your system,for your foolish wisdom,no doubt,a big drought.You're so hollow,a pill,hard to swallow,in sadness you wollow,about.You think,you're so warm but just warn &...

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My dearest Levallan,
By now I had fully intended to be miles away,
But my weary feet forbid me from moving on,
While my even wearier heart beseeches me to stay,
By now I woefully assume that you have...

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I honour them like I honour freedom, liberations,
They were guests to this earth just like anyone, 
They had their own individual desires and ambitions, 
But gathered up determination and gathered their sum. 

They were guests...

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What’s a girl to do
Looking looking looking
For completion in a partial world.

Will it be under this rock,
Or along that stream
I’ll find my prince charming
In the form of a frog?

And then what,
How many kisses will it...

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The lone coconut tree that dared

to lean towards the sea,

gave shade to her friends while

playing on the beach.

Running half-naked so natural

to those blossoming teens,

mother's lagoon fishing straddling

the sea so blue and pristine.

Water glistening on her...

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Jesus, no doubt, is my hero and friend,
Till the end.
Was he perfect?  Don’t know?  But if So?
When he told the Pharisees that they were of their father the devil?
Was he sinning?  Was...

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ALLOWED    HIM    NO   LATITUDE


Andy, professional cartographer, adored his maps,
Valued them more than anything perhaps
As any cartographer would
As  all cartographers should  -
Lovingly drawing his Italy, ...

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I have spent a lifetime looking down this same old road
With all the memories that it upon me, it has bestowed

I've watched as children play, and grow as some stayed
There were others who left as...

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She fluently moves across the floor as silently as dust
Every muscle in her physique is on high alert to respond
Her body is perfectly sculpted from the legs to the bust
Painlessly lifting her weight by going...

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“Grief is the price we pay for love.” — Queen Elizabeth II

What can I say about the one I loved and lost?
The eulogy of his life will not be spoken by me
for I'm too grief...

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I contemplate the bobber on the water.
It is as still as a friend’s prayer at meeting.
Connected to this moment by monofilament
I sit as if I were asleep.
		
A gust of north wind roils the surface
into ridges....

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I might grow bald...great...(don't tear my confidence apart)
No offense, but I'm old young -
Meaning, old in heart...(in lonely, glad, mad and misunderstood states as of late)

Growing wearier 
As the years pass on by...bye...
Youth is not...

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Leaving what has passed in the past is partially good advice
What partially isn’t right is pasts’ manifestation as present day strife
Silenced youth now a mentally ill truth
Stranded and lonely yet still walks toward an ideal...

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Day after oppressive day after day
   Searing heat, soaring humidity
Early I rise, before the dawn
   Evaporated the dewdrops on my lawn

Night after oppressive night after night
   Darkness' curtain drops...

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To many adulations 
Ecstatic feeling of overjoy
Joy unbetold 
The dancing
The intermittent sigh of relief.
The bringer of good tidings
Is at it again.

He works magic for the indigent,
No man was born less fortunate
But some were born luckier.

When...

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