Time And Again Poems

Love is sacred and sublime
owned by the angels once, 
But as descended to us men
It lost its grace as hatred born.

Man born with a greed to own,
Nothing he has,than a scar on
That's the death mark of Cain.
The smell of the...Read More

Rolling into bed-n-blankets;
I turn to ensure that my pen, journal 
and sketchbook are beside my bed.
My dream-companions need me,
as much as I need them.
they need my imagination and its wanderings,
to spill upon their pages,
like water droplets, cascading into a wandering...Read More

 (I Love You More Than The Light Of Day *Russian Poem*)
I Love you more than the light of day,
I love when you just call to say hey..
With your sweet voice that serenades me into a dream;
 where the skies...Read More

H-E-L-P!!!     N-e-e-d     s-o-m-e      b-o-d-y!!!...
Spouse booby trapped husband!!!

Homicide courtesy munch
house zen by proxy
immediately suspected hunch
police, K9 corps, and ambulance
nearly lost their lunch crossing over divide

yellow crime tape
cordoned off...Read More

A dusk, a glazed verandah, it's just rained,
a smell of lilac, earthworms and wet earth,
an awkward silence - the confusion chained
my tongue: “What if she’ll laugh at? Is it worth?”
A glass of wine casts the vermilion shade
over a tablecloth, a...Read More

A man's destiny is in his name
   Matters not how he plays life's game

My name is Gershon,** which means driven out
   Time and again, I've been put to rout

First by my father, when I would not...Read More

Of all of the ever-makeshift make-up; this is our faithful follow up and follow-through that makes all of the continuing difference - not our individual; indifference. 

No, utter impatience when we all still need this: 

and continuing patience merely when...Read More

Of the orb I speak in awe
Of the Moon with its slender claw
Finite in size, elysian in presence, there to watch
Crop the doubt, step up a notch
As is he - facile princeps - a sublunary prince,
Devout and intense ever since
The...Read More

Cold shower today - (early afternoon)
September eighth two thousand
and nineteen more challenging than June
dog days of summer test tolerance
to feel alive and bark at the moon

hypothetically imagining myself
alone in the (suburban) wilderness
fabricating, envisioning crossing pontoon
bridge while humming nonsense tune.

Jolt to...Read More

Greek mythological
drama flourishes,
nee thrives within
noggin of yours truly
gods and goddesses
sporting Hellenic origins

purportedly cavort
higgledy-piggledy
rampantly running ragged
ruminative raconteur
resultant rueful end product
wreckage of present day me

chafing amidst yesteryear's adversities
shadow boxing doppelganger nemesis
fetus in fetu maintaining stranglehold
choking ability to breathe
unsuccessful roundup eradication
resultant mailer daemons

ruling...Read More

Not I, not me, uh uh, not true,
I own no Sharpies in black nor blue,
I’m sure I’m right, the chart was clear,
Dorian’s path to Alabama’s near.

The media cries I made it up,
I drew the lines right on the map;
How dare...Read More

(It's important to know the pronunciation of the name GUY for the last line's rhyming effect. Guy was my first "awesome" love, and his name is pronounced GEE.)

since so long ago

you've shown up time and again

in my poetry. . ....Read More

DAWN TRIAL DENIAL

I felt the warmth of sun it rose up early
The world was bright and young but that was then
Felt full of pep, perceived no aspect surly
Sensed: This is now, shall be! time and again

These changes I now feel...Read More

Internalized emotions wrought
quotidian psychological oppression
retrospective reflection courtesy
20/20 hindsight reveals absolute zero
positive development of body, mind, and spirit
extreme agitation compromised

maturation, education, and socialization
every year since being
born free and clear of obvious defects
minus alien aberration, Russian collusion...,
nor deplorable crooked Hillary accusation
and submucous...Read More

Sea waters bathe the shore
time and again with the tide
bringing with it
demolished particles
what once were the walls
of a child's sandcastle
now awashed
across my ceiling and floor
needing true grit
to withstand at times
as each grain
forever becomes a part of me
for better or for...Read More

Not free, not wise, not kind, not loved,
and tethered to the past

Unwilling to admit the truth,
he met his match at last

His Muse had warned time and again,
a reckoning was near

His eyes to close, his voice to mute,
beyond his greatest fear

Unsung,...Read More

When Andrew McCarthy came over all cute
in “Pretty in Pink”, a stirring took root,
When Christian Slater took off his shirt
in “Pump up the Volume”, my oestrogen hurt,
When young Patrick Swayze did shimmies and thrusts
all through “Dirty Dancing”, all virtue went...Read More

The BBS has the tracks of how your gestations condescend,
your keyboard is where your fingers time and again stumble.
Numb and dumb, short-winded nib despairs of the scutwork's end;
In regard to your mumpsimus, succumbing to ink inundation, prostrate paper ceases to...Read More

Why worry...?

Within the same breath
yukon catastrophize and
make mountain range
out of molehill mental material
impossible to scale
even with best Sherpa as guide.

Take advice from expert
what if...worse case scenario
time and again no fiasco
never makes cerebral showdown

most horrendous debacle
defies savviest soothsayer
subsequent anticipatory anxiety
exhausted body...Read More

Pickleball – Part One
It’s eight o’clock, about any day
And it’s pickleball that I’ve come to play
I brought my paddle and I brought my drink
I’ll work on my drops and perfect my dinks
But sometimes my body just doesn’t obey
I tell my...Read More

Hey, Haji, it's Johnny, I've a new game, so come on over.
Okay Johnny I'll be right over, I'm leaving now, see you soon.
I wonder what sort of new game that he has, most intriguing.
Hi there Haji. So where is this...Read More

I loved her.
I did not refuse her offer.
She asked me to walk beside her
Down her memory lanes
That she had often tread alone.
I matched my steps with hers,
Watched her fondle and cajole
Each word, phrase and comma
That gave shape to her memories
And...Read More

Aloneliness,
  thickening fog
  haze to look out of
  safe in your bog

Aloneliness,
  creating the space
  for Laura to fill
  her words to embrace

Aloneliness,
  time and again
  taking me places
  love’s never...Read More

I turn back pages of memories,
I see the faces of mom and thee,
She plays the uke and its melodies,
Both sing along, harmoniously,

Shakespeare knew of thee, called out your name,
Verbatim in detail, all the same,
'Twas not planned, 'tis mom who laid...Read More

I think about why I think of you all the time
I feel you while I breath, is that a crime?
So let me take this time to explain
All the things I feel about you time and again!!

I have this urge, this...Read More