Long Whitewater Poems

The Nez Perce Indians who lead lean lives on these knolls and river brooks
have a style of soul that sneaks into the songs of the sun
and plays on the prayers in the patience of their...

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Here we go, 
        so far from in the know.
How did these candidates get chosen,
  	funded by the corporate private money unseen and unfrozen?
They sing, they dance,...

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I can feel it coming, you know.
I can feel the atmospheric pressure plummet
As the thunderstorm approaches.
Although the pressure is falling, 
it feels more like I'm being slowly crushed.

Every inch of my body begins to swell.
Slowly...

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Cross all your Salem's in foreshadowed Shalom,
do the math and burn, 
brightly back at Cairo, Memphis, Jericho-less nonetheless turn,
and those of paths now undaunted, not undone to aftermath of storm.
In the land of the free,...

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In her slippery salmon swim
    And red streaked Crawdads chute
    Into her eddying pools
    To stare at her from beneath rocks.
    Whitewater rapids...

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in the absence of a soundtrack to life,
we walk silently,
yelling, screaming, spitting, fighting & dragging each other
through this “nasty, brutish & short”
existence,
without the all-encompassing symphonies of dramatic films,
the eerie minimalistic piano & acute
industrial beats of...

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I even voted for Ross Perot once and Reagan and consider myself a middle of the roader. The biggest problem the Republicans have right now is a lack of experience. Who else has been through...

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cookie ready

yesterday i was on the river fishing
the fish were biting,
the weather nice
I caught a headache
it was that black bear
again ... the one that haunts my past
running up river, running up as fast as she...

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Hillary Clinton


Mrs. Clinton, First Lady, became
well-known fem of political fame;
   special policies made
   and with Whitewater, played
that long, fact-finding, criminal game.

Later she became Senator, won
New York State in two-thousand and one.
...

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I’m in a dream of lightning beams.
I am all scattered by many things.
Then, whitewater awakes me, 
Into a wearying worry.

Where did my rudder go?
My pail has fallen overboard. 
Fifty holes are swallowing in the water.
The...

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Admiral John Smith sat stark and semidark at the crossroads among the war torn.
With no urgency for liturgy, he wrapped his men tightly with tattered blankets around 
likewise mortalities.

Nearby, in an irreverent attempt for a...

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I am tormented by all the splendor 
The rocks, the trees
Their green, sometimes colored leaves
I am beset with finding the words
to communicate my thoughts,
To lavish onto the world
How it makes me feel
Words... I don't know...

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Rain falls on granite.
Glaciers unwind.
Snowflakes decrystallize.
A murmuring stream collects,
in the confluence of the melt.

A river is born.

Her banks expand.
Nutrients collect in the torrent.
Rocks tumble in the frothy whitewater.
Speed and power intensify,
with the reshaped swell of...

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My Mother In Law Just Did Die

Lee McCarroll Webster died around
One AM today. We were just notified
b the Batesville, Arkansas care home
near the Whitewater River. God had
allowed us to see her one last time.
Dementia and...

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So many new things that I never have tried
   The list that I saw left me completely bug-eyed 

I could go see a shaman or learn to play cricket
   Raise termites...

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IT TAKES A VILLAGE IDIOT
The paper trail that led from there to here
could not be found although there was the mark
of fingerprints that would not disappear
in light of all we know, we're in the dark;

from...

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IT TAKES A VILLAGE IDIOT
The paper trail that led from there to here
could not be found although there was the mark
of fingerprints that would not disappear
in light of all we know, we're in the dark;

from...

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See Things and Frame of Mind

About information, I was a rover
Discovered there was a carry-over
From Bill to Hillary eventually did
Become something she would forbid.

Whitewater had been start of it all
Became big after starting out small
Monica...

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Ah, Partner in Adventure, My Dear Wife,
  We've conquered Mt. Everest,
  Floated in the Dead Sea,
  Braved whitewater rapids:
  Yes, just you and me.

We've savored the treasures
  Of the Louvre...

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She is the whispering of the bluest waters
Standing in the stillness she calls to me
Within the sounds of the coursing river
I feel the ease of her comfort washing over me
Consumed by her soft flowing siren...

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I grew up in the high Appalachians
Near the rim of the newest parklands,
Before strangers discovered the beauty
And the possibilities of running the rapids,
Enterprising out-of-staters saw promise
Buying up the small farms and fields,
Making them summer whitewater...

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Foaming water, hard to see,
raft rocketing rapidly,
constant roaring on the air,
everything soaked, toe to hair,
paddles plunge and the bow shifts
slowly through the angry mists,
shoots past rocks, and eddies white,
the river drops out of sight,
stomach lurches,...

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