Long Wray Poems

"I moved through the Quarter
as if through a stage-set to an opera
which, having finished its run,
might be struck at any moment."
      John Wray, Canaan's Tongue

I move through this post-selection Quarter
as...

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America
I´m here to bring you
What you don´t need
Another heartfelt poem
Another heartsick plea
Worth less than
Chewed gum
America I’m tapping
At your window
At 3 am
With a bag full of
Sour wine
And a shopping list
Of grievances
America wake up
It´s me and I...

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I remember it as if were yesterday
VE Day...well, not exactly
but, close enough for me
The actual surrender of Italy
May 2, 1945....but the damn Americans
Always the Americans wanted May 8
So, it's May 8th, but I'll always remember...

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I got lost out in the sticks 
and ended up on Deliverance St.
in a place called Hillbilly Haven,
where legend has it that
people who live there are still
backwards and have pet ravens,
and to make things worse...

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Government uses foreign gov-loophole 
and harlots by proxies geo-fence by proximity. 
Old bedfellow with Politicians and 3 letter agency, 
no surprise there. 
Garland and Wray want your push notifications 
to complete your dossier profile picture,...

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Sometimes everybody hurts
All the time I hurt
I read the manual
Weighed the options
Slammed the door shut
To my conscience
And it knocks ceaselessly
And it wails like a lamb in search of its mother
Negligence on my part
Ignorance?
Think looong 
live...

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Kinky boots ... 
kicking naked truth
Stripped bare
down to the nightshade roots

Temptress gaze ... 
collecting laundered money 
off the dirty parquet

Her pay-for-play
get the tilted short cups
ice cubes rattling
See the lecherous throats
swallow the fermented, lewd offering

Let ‘em...

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Monochrome scenes blanch
but color is there as an underlay
of my own viewing history.
Black and white movies,
old even when I watched them
flicker still on an inner retina.

A hero turns conspiratorially, 
staring into my future.  
What...

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Pride and Prejudice A Dog’s Tale

Simply scratching is really not fair
said King Kong to the mut in his lair
you’ve laid down with me’s
and I’m covered with fleas
Now, Fay Wray will end our affair!

Oh well, said...

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Short prayer I say
Each day I keep all day
Each night I breathe and pray
With my sweater, all night I dream so gay

Clothes I wear with no pocket
I change and bring with locket
Picture of faith I...

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Once a raven was sent to fly.
       And flew and flew but didn't die.
It had nowhere on earth to go.
       But it just...

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Bevy of swans in a sea-fowl cloud,
starling mumuration,whispering aloud.
Wray of quail,where teal spring,
tiding of magpie,as larks nesting, cling.

Nightingale watch a hover of crows,
herd of wrens,hosting sparrows.
Flight of doves,lapwing deceit,
charm of finches,swallows sweet.

Kindle of kittens,knot of...

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Bevy of swans in a sea-fowl cloud,
starling mumuration,whispering aloud.
Wray of quail,where teal spring,
tiding of magpie,as larks nesting, cling.

Nightingale watch a hover of crows,
herd of wrens,hosting sparrows.
Flight of doves,lapwing deceit,
charm of finches,swallows sweet.

Kindle of kittens,knot of...

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How I love those movies of old
Stan & Ollie were slapstick gold
Harold the stuntman, extraordinaire
Fred & Ginger were dancing on air

MGM's lion had a powerful roar
Universal Studios had monsters galore
King Kong, the greatest of them...

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