Nat Poems

Stardust Love

A few notes set a rhythm
The foxtrot beckons
Across the crowded room they smile
Nat's melodic tone frames the dance
Towards each other they move
And then they are one
Bodies locked in a dance embrace
The romantic shades of four-four time
Float across the meadows of their hearts
Effortlessly they glide across the floor
Feather step, reverse turn, natural weave
Flowing movements are but

Insignificant Man Annoyance a Nat-

insignificant 
man smaller than insect so 
in kind bothersome 
~
like a nat  falling
to and fro unwavering
bothersome in kind
~
always around buzzing just
in my space in the way on 
the way by the way 
~
compelling annoyed
so in tune touching my peace
still bothersome so
~
insignificant 
man smaller than insect so 
in kind bothersome 
~
still a nat falling
to and

It Must Be Christmas Eve

The sky is well-lighted with bright stars
The streets are littered with shiny cars
The motorists are playing Xmas carols
The children are excited ‘cause Mr. Claus
Papa Noel is coming in person tonight
To bring toys to boys who did not fight
This year and gifts to girls and gals
Who have been good all year long
Let's sing along, let's sing

A Werecat Named Nat

Meeting women online, werecat Nat

with the lovers of felines would chat.

When a cat he became,

he required a sweet dame

who – on seeing him – would not yell SCAT.


May 19, 2022
For Anthony Biaanco's Shapeshifters And Shapeshifting Poetry Contest

Black Eyes

Those burnt black wrathful eyes staring,
Truly a sharp pencil
Truly as dark as my soul
Truly marking a scroll

Those burnt black wrathful eyes staring,
Seeing in lies I produced
Seeing in hateful help I created
Seeing in an angry time, dated

Those burnt black wrathful eyes staring,
Looking at screens of absurd god power
Looking at parts of parts of parts of me.
Looking

Nat 'King' Cole

The man they called 'King' 
   On Chicago's South Side
With a voice smooth as silk
   Pearly teeth smiling wide

Hit after hit, from 'Mona Lisa'
   To 'Unforgettable'
Not a number one hit among them
   ~ Whites wary of his ghetto pull

Nat King Cole

All you have to do is listen to his music
Most importantly, listen...
To that haunting, booming velvet voice of his
His signature song is "Unforgettable"
The man himself, is that, and much more
One of the greatest interpreters of song
That America, and the world over, has ever produced
More than just a great singer
He was a truly gifted pianist as

Nat the Nut's Prophetic Vision

No one seemed to take much note at first.
Old-timers on park benches passed a comment or two,
Somebody wrote a letter to the local rag,
but no one (who mattered, that is)
really seemed to mind.
Of course, you will always have 
your bellyachers and woolly romantics 
with nothing better to do than whine
about the way things are going,

Nat the Vampire Bat

written for my dear daughter, Natalie


Nat, the vampire bat,
Was as cute as a bat could be-
She loved to go to school,
But hated her class on hematology.

"I think I'm in the wrong body,"
She often would exclaim-
"I cannot stand the sight of blood,
It makes me go insane."

"My legs get wobbly,
My wings shiver,
My sonar sensors stop working,
And my

Personal Nat King Cole Inspired

Personal
Nat King Cole
Inspired

Tears streaming, come to life, from these brown eyes,
eyes that have been as dry as a popcorn fart,
out in the middle of some desert
and as dead as road kill on the Q. E.,
at the height of  rush hour traffic.
A heart, dead, for longer than I care to remember.
Death, dyeing are but empty

Death Is Nothing: the True Story of Nat Turner - Part 3 (Finale)

We started going house to house and freeing all the 
slaves, then killing all the white folks left with 
hatchets, knives and chains,

we only used blunt objects to conceal our wave of 
smoke, I'll surely be the father to the mom of all 
revolts.

I speak of 'we' because by now we numbered 7-0, 
and had

Death Is Nothing: the True Story of Nat Turner - Part 2

I heard a loud noise in the heavens, God what can it 
be? The air around me shimmered then a Spirit 
came to me,

I couldn't move a muscle due to hard work in the 
heat, the Spirit then began to speak direct and 
indiscreet.

'Nathaniel listen closely for these words are very 
true, you're looking for

Death Is Nothing: the True Story of Nat Turner - Part 1

The original version of this piece is too long for me 
to post in its entirety, so it had to be sectioned off. Of 
all that I've written, I am most proud of this work due 
to its historical accuracy. I hope you enjoy it as well. It 
was an honor to write this.


Lying in

Nat King Cole

(in Memory of the late, legendary singer, Nat King Cole)

Once a great balladere, was
Nat King Cole
Singing like captivating US,
was his main goal
A tendency, he had to swallow
Us up, whole
Having a Big voice full of Power
and Soul
How it often kept Us in Spirits,
"on a roll"
Why, he could make come from
under- a mole
It's No wonder, He, many

That's Nat

an ugly old woman named Nat
wore pants on her head for a hat

with her skirt upside down
she pranced through the town

while we asked of each other "What's THAT?"

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