Long Webb Poems

There is a large cattle property in the Northern Territory of Australia
   where the bores are named after Famous cricketers and that prompted 
    this piece.

    ...

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P S its POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 18

Thomas Flood                  ...

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Your not going to believe this but I forgot that Jeanne Rosemary comes before Robert Earl.Probably because I am mad at her for not trying hard enough to live.She was the one who wagged me...

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Thank you for today, live and gleeful,
It's about the baby full of youth,
Born somewhat not the portal,
Although a star signed by truth.

Given to many, not just a few,
Shepherd common attended him,
Valid by the magi with...

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I think I must be seeing things
Before me stand the four of kings,
They shuffle when the Bishop brings
Annette upon nine raven wings

And Beanie rides a sea serpent
And wonders where the yellow went;
I go to pay...

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The Webb’s my second Mommy and Daddy of the year ; It’s only June
 Mr. Carver, the social worker rambles on as we pull into the driveway 
 My five year old eyes open wide...

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Rugby, what a beautiful and passionate game
Its not about money, fashion or fame.
Invented one day by a guy named Webb
How do go "I have a game to play"? 

A war that's fought on a muddy...

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I was driving down Webb road, with the thoughts I’ve had all week,
And that is upon the crayfish that I net in Shady Creek,
Webb road is not a long one, but it’s narrow and it...

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Peering beyond reach of human capacity
I revolve around the sun in a solar orbit,
Looking deep in space for origins of bygone
Going way beyond anyone has ever gone,
Exploring unknown world of astronomy
Searching light from first stars...

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They called you Grandma - 
                   matriarch of Taiaroa Head. 
Your husband of seventeen years, 
 Blue-Green,
...

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Now Children the pink and purple pails are for the girls, blue and green for the boys
We are going berry picking down by the stone wall Mr. Bethel said we could pick his berries 
too
The...

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I’d love to say that ‘Crusher’ Webb is one good mate of mine,
but old ‘Crusher’s’ temperamental and can act more like a swine,
and it don’t take much to set him off; that’s when we all...

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The planet Neptune for god of the sea
was titled from Roman mythology.
His wife Salacia three sons Neptune bore
with Triton most celebrated in lore
both Greek and Roman as merman, then famed
as the largest moon of Neptune...

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If the answer is to the question

So what did you do today

Is

I stole sweets off kid's

Pulled the wing's off butterflies

Kicked a walking stick away
from under a pensioner

& best of all

Tried to sabotage a poetry contest

Trolled...

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I one day encountering a 
blooming rose

Witnessing it's pollen being suckled 
upon

By a common worker bee

I pondered what common
threads weave a webb

Was he or i in fact really
that different or both similarly 
and familiarity in...

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My song at daybreak is abundant with optimism.
The dawn brings gentle melodies,
As the sun peeps over the darkened horizon,
My song embarks on a song of grace,
As the suns golden orb is appearing 
And lightens the...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: I'm Sorry, I've Got To Go
Edited By: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/2014


Jazz
aficionado's,

remembers

Chick Webb -

Two sticks
in hand,

tap'n 
on the rim

of a
snare;

keep'n time
on the
drums....

like
a clock,

And

tap'n
those cymbals
Bock-a-da-bock -

Go
Chick,
go!

He 
was
flawless!

Hit'n licks
like
lightening,

and

didn't miss
a
note -

When
you hear
him play

on
"Liza,"

then you
know 

that 
Chick,

was
jazz royalty,

worthy
of
the throne -

He gave
jazz,

a whole
new
meaning -

"It don't...

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Hatcher Hollow is old white colonizer's country
my cousin sold me this precious land property
My ancestors lived im Mc Ewen  Tn for centuries
my ancestors lived and died in Humphrey county
 my people were native on...

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I knew her when the seed was placed; I am part of her,
I knew her as I first breathed air, her touch was comfort.
She was with me as I was pure, she taught me, nurtured...

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I don’t believe Donald Trump should be impeached,
He’s brought light to the Presidency, a dynasty,
Of a long line of ‘born again’ believers, screeched,
Wiling government into a god-inspired fallacy.

Burocracy is not an heuristic term or value...

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Tensing, and about to move,
Clouds hover twisting with hoof, 
Lingo parapentes this flush body: 
Hurling shavings’ stop the prove.

A whale, psycho or streetlight:
Moss convenes the hefty truss,
Armoured spears fling to the bat,
Frozen in time to...

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I sometimes try but obviously am
bound to more often than not fail

To hide behind my cocoon spun
silken webb of lie's

For fear of otherwise being exposed
that I doth not possess any or little
or no intrigue or...

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Will event of creation be revealed
By the James Webb telescope
Concentrating time
Like a kaleidescope?
Galaxy after Galaxy
Slowly being revealed.
Will the moment of Creation
Always remain concealed?
Will we ever see the glory
Of the birth of timespace,
Can James Webb ever...

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While novel revelations come and go,
discoveries that shed uncharted light,
the more we know the more there is to know.

We seek to see into the heavens’ show
with telescopes that stretch our earthly sight
while novel revelations come...

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I 70 West
Across the miles unhampered by the scene
the majesty of space, the vacant sky,
the interstate that long ago appeared
as yellow brick that led to places where
a girl could have her way, or so it...

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