Long Wingtips Poems

The probe alerts for federal 
employees identification machines
data including finger printing 
system use for fraudulent 
access to aviation government 
buildings documents and data 
to allow domestic terrorists access
identication machines still not 
located be vigil when...

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THE GANGSTER DISCIPLES ARE NO LONGER UNDER MR. LARRY HOOVER THE NEW LEADERS ARE CONTROLLING THE GANGSTER DISCIPLES FROM A LESSER GOD JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY CATRINA BELL MIKISSICK TAYCHEEDAH WOMANS PRISON MY STALKER CORRUPT...

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UNAMUSED BY YOUR SCARE TACTIC A HEROIN ADDICT ADDICTED TO FENTANYL PERCHED UP AT THE BIGGEST FENTANYL OPERATION IN CHICAGO SLEEPING IN THE SAME  BED WHERE TWO FAMILY MEMBERS DIED FROM THIS FENTANYL OPERATION...

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An ordinary young man in his twenties
Working by day, alone by night
Routine lulls him to feel forever serene

Never a new dream or fantasy
Living an obligation
Making his parents proud yet nothing causes him to become too...

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After all of these years


This is my spot, just outside these green coffee house doors,
my piece of sidewalk, my place in this world
A small square of concrete where I try to bring smiles
to those in...

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If you’re looking for yuletide cynicism here,
you’re shopping in the wrong place.

This is New York City’s time of year.
It’s stood the test of time and it fairly sparkles,
proving that the ordinary can be extraordinary.
With the...

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FROM THE PIT OF HELL
By R. A. Merritt

The KKK has got a new name 
But they don’t wear a robe and hood
They’re alternative right and are often polite 
Like decent people should

Yeah they wear suits...

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Standing in the wings, on the periphery

of her cultivated world, inhibited only by

station and space, my head slowly spins

into her orbit, my eye lids twitter nervously,

my titillated ears vibrate, my hands tremble,

inner being disassembles, kneeling...

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Just a girl child, just a woman.
After all's said or done - a human
running  through open mind fields
patched with white wheat yield.
Seeds sown groan-grown
piecemeal pockets among throngs
of lilies leaping up in colour song
acapella red,...

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Mister Tom Turkey says gobble gobble
Mrs. Tom Turkey’s head goes wobble wobble
Zig-zaging through yards of grass they meet
Hen teaching her younglings 'bout how to eat 
Tom gathers, his tuft dangling from his breast
His wingtips dragging,...

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Stepping closer and slowly reaching out
The gossamer being vanishes once again
The terror within releases a curdling shout

And night is upon my blackened soul once more
The haunting reality of this life
What unthinkable things it has in...

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A chilly mist hung in the air that Sunday morning in April when I pulled up in front of Harpers Grove Community Church. The gravel parking lot was rapidly filling up, and folks, nodding cordially...

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She sits sullen
Quiet and isolated
Onto a sea-shell littered shore
Beaten by the wave
      Like a mute deafen by the midnight air

Child-like,
She stares at the moon with freckles of moonrock
Silhouetted against the...

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The Carcass

The best part of the meal, 
the bones, the things others throw away. 
The wingtips, the neck, the gizzard, the lizard...
a fowl needs to be cooked and stewed. 

A bit of broth, a giant...

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The man on the porch looks out
over his property and towards his daughter.
Nervousness seeps through her plum-dark flesh.
Each eye contact signposts a wicked meditation.
Women are voiceless in those days, yielding to
males and manipulated Bible verses.
Poverty...

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The man on the porch looks out
over his property and towards his daughter.
Nervousness seeps through her plum-dark flesh.
Each eye contact signposts a wicked meditation.
Women are voiceless in those days, yielding to
males and manipulated Bible verses.
Poverty...

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Angel Visits (2)

(1)

Rosebud pink dancers endome apricot flushed sky,
Arc'd feathering wingtips exult cirrus high,
Love's pleasured shades delight this thank full eye.

Fright held burden, released in healing long,
Freed heart sings anew, childhood's lost song.

Fierce joy streamers...

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Some way from the Firth of Forth
A shoal of glittering mackerel
Swirls and sways 
Swells with the sea from silver to black 
Flashes white and back to silver and grey

A humpback whale
Juddering its leathery jaws together
With...

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She floats along a spiraling, intertwining trail.
With wingtips made of broken dreams increasingly frail.

She glides up high for all the world to see.
Her wings reflect every shade of color in every detailed degree.

The path she...

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Poetry often starts outside
of one's self – on a distant hill or near
greenhouse shelf; our-cultivations
as the consideration of a grafted rose
goes; the meandering, dripping of a stream
or nose; submerging of our toes in 
chilling clarity...

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WINNIPEG   FROM   30 000   FEET


Flight over the Lakes  -  turbulent altogether:
Wingtips  alarmingly  shaken like sticks.
In  the  Manitoba prairie’s settled  weather
Pilot finds his...

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A peregrine falcon masters the sky
its wings majestically arched with flair
soaring with the elements eye to eye.

In a flurry of speed, it flashes by 
serenely aloof, untethered and rare
a peregrine falcon masters the sky.

Sunlight gilds...

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When the caged bird sings
It tells of her story
The song will be sad
Like a dirge
A lamentation
For her plight
Of her bondage

When the caged bird sings
It tells of her longing
To be free
To spread her wings
And fly away
To...

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Cornices, and Gargoyles with eyes turned low,
hold fast the passing in a frozen stare
as slow vapor rising from vents below
is churned by soles into thick city air.
 
Undeterred, the well-heeled leather bottom
wingtips fly past sandaled...

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Two lovers dressed in moonlight,
Dancing through the sky;
The clouds the mystic dance floor,
Oblivious to the universal lie.
No mortal laws can touch them,
Their love is true unbound;
Manipulation is their game,
Wingtips scaling snow touched ground.
The wind whipping...

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