Sleep Poems

The lines of the glass blur,
the scenery blends 
except for that
strange,
semi-translucent  curvature.
What lay between me
and my living room,
clear yet an acrylic
boundary to freedom;
as I survey
my post nap situation,
with mortal eyes
I realize...
I’m stuck in a snow globe.
My snow globe,
with the...Read More

(ON THE DAY OF HER FUNERAL)

if she needed the light,
i would have roped the sun-
for she was my reverie of sight,
(my only one)

for words can never express my depth,
metaphors can’t give ease to my pain-
for she was the one who...Read More

(described in ~thirty lines of rhyme)

Might help explain how fruit
full this harmless poetic brute,
(a Methacton School of hard knocks
grad), who sports astute
demeanor with ample
brew netted locks,
vaguely androgynously cute,
his trademark signature hirsute
unstyled wavy hair
tell tale characteristic,
not that I care if anyone
gives...Read More

Might help explain how fruit
full this harmless poetic brute,
(a Methacton School of hard knocks
grad), who sports astute
demeanor with ample
brew netted locks,
vaguely androgynously cute,

his trademark signature hirsute
unstyled wavy hair
tell tale characteristic,
not that I care if anyone
gives rats ass and/or hoot
bummer attire...Read More

	A
	hot
	meal for two
	a
	new
	hat, coat and shoes
	a
	home
	with a door and 
	a good roof to stop the rain.
	and keep out the sound of bombs and bullets
	a
	safe
	place to bear my baby
	and a warm crib to lay him down to sleep
	with love and hope...Read More

A dog's life is eat, sleep, poop and pee
At times they go for a walk, run wild in the field
We couldn't do without them
Bringing warmth and sunshine
Greeting us at the door after venturing afield




...Read More

1
You stare my profound eyes,
i have no word to say,
Beautifying this night 

#kimo

2
Getting used to be hurted by your silence,
Risking my life to pursue your smile.
Eagles flew over my gloomy sky,
Each scene was so familiar.
No the fragrance of roses i...Read More

Dear Santa,
As you may well know, 
it's tights and not stockings that are all the go.
So, with no stockings to hang on the bedstead, 
would a pair of my bloomers be OK instead?
I'll sew up the legs so that there...Read More

As I lay down to sleep, 
My eyes flickering in moonlight through the window,
My thoughts falter and always return to you 
In phases like the moon
Calming, glowing, peaceful, always moving and returning to me
I know that you can see it...Read More

Bedtime,
whether bed or
rocking recliner laid
in the upright position spread
yawn!, so relax can’t keep my eyes open
and I am so very tired boy
Guess I’ll just get up, go
To bed cause it’s,
bedtime.

A Red-Letter Day Rictameter Poetry Contest
Rictameter poetry form only..
Sponsored by: William...Read More

( A Morning In The Mist )

Woke up stretching, sleep still in my eyes
Dog is by my side, I can hear her cries
Telling me she is hungry, her bowl in her mouth
I turn off the alarm, and gaze off to...Read More

Everything changes
Places and faces
Time marches on
I try to embrace it 

People come and fade away
Life is full of relationships 
Some move on, others die off
All in search of happiness

The population is out of control
Intelligence is in short supply 
Dumb people...Read More

(Lemuria: A hypothetical "lost land" variously located in the Indian and Pacific Oceans.)

The Tale Of Lemuria, Master Poe, Pen And I


Its birth a shake of Neptune's golden trident
Its glow a diamond glitter on the moon
As stars bow to its powers...Read More

Honeymoon 

They entered the large suite
Tonight, we’re making love all night,
No more back seat quickies.
They embraced in a deep luscious kiss.
Oh, those Lips!

Passionate honeymoon was here,
They would move slowly
Savoring every sensual touch
Slow with anticipation.

Their lips gentle began exploring 
Oh, those...Read More

Transmogrification into hideous golem like beast...

Seeks to lavish adoration,
especially after freshly deceased
cuz, upon yar flesh I will voraciously
devour thee asthma Christmas feast
mee haint not a cannibal,

cuz this humane anthropophagist
expresses love daintily, hungrily,
and with lips smacking and creased
devours thee charbroiled,
chargrilled, raw...Read More

I've been trapped in my body for some time now.
Don't  get me wrong,
I can move and talk while things go on around me.
What I really need to do is shoot into the sky,
Leave my body completely.

I was made to float...Read More

( Linda-Marie Sweetheart Dedication )

I cant say I knew this woman, but in many she installed love
Her poetry is unbelievable, and she is with the good lord above
She used her heart when she wrote, a gift thats very rare
A legend...Read More

spooky sleep staggering
with wills wielding
hoisted hands hankering
lurching, fiddling lids
sumptuous state stuttering
eerie end enveloping

Zeus zipping zeals
pricking pulsing peels
moaning mists munching

summoned sundry saps
gaunt gods grasped
pruning punctured pats 

"Leave for Earth,
damp desirous death."
      19:12:06:07:49...Read More

MY IGNORANCE REFUSES ME TO ALLOW
SOUNDS AND WORDS TO BE SEEN AS SIMPLY SONGS
OR THE INSPIRATIONS TO A SONG
WE RATHER REGERST THEM TO TROUBLE THE PEOPLE
SPOKE THE WICKED PERSON.
THE REED SOMBRE WORST
THE BACKTIN SEEK CURE SUMB
SPEAK YE AS MINE
THAT YE...Read More

( Dear Santa )

Santa its Christmas time again, so I`m writing you this letter
Things are kind of rough right now, I pray that they get better
Last year you sent miracles, my mom was cured from her disease
I was praying to...Read More

'Twas the night before Christmas' ...
          And with finances dead,
               No black number lasted -
  ...Read More

Time to rest my head on a pillow of positive thoughts
Time to be grateful for another special day
To see what I could see, to breathe fresh air I walked through
To receive your kind messages, as I often do
And as I...Read More

The Snow Falls

Softly my love, 
I watch every flake,
come slowly from no where, 
outside my vision, 
beyond the window boundaries,
magical…even whimsical…
the white soft “above”, 
to the hard ground here below. 
soon a giant blanket of pure…beauty. 

You fell asleep in...Read More

      I don't want a gift this Christmas, dear Santa. 
You've given me more than enough, and I'm grateful. 
             I'm satisfied with...Read More

"Prophecy"





The Bee sleeps Her secrets
In honey 
She sleeps Her dreams 
a honeycomb 
of secret lives
gone wild
in a lost 
forest of trees
metamorphosis
in mirrors' reflections
She scries
a prophesier
dreaming
prophecies
where She 
fluttering REM 
walks long roads home
wandering wondering
in the Amygdala Catacombs
for a little while 
breathing...Read More