West Poems

Monsoon In The West

A classic wind upstaged the evening,
Vocalizing Leaves and Tremulous Aria 
Branches. On accompanying fused-sand, framed
and clear, began a run of finely tuned
rivulets -- busy writing, I had not
looked, and saw, dark clouds conjugating -- 
nor sniffed thickening troops of air~ my 
sinuses alerting, their usual swelling.  Came a lantern's
flash, came a vivid slash, rumbling
likened

West Coast Kool Jazz

West Coast Kool Jazz/ Spoken Word
In the air of the West, a cool breeze blows with a brushed silver sound, air-conditioned rhythm, sleek and precise, a cool jazz crown/West Coast KOOL JAZZ is born, where the vibe slides in quiet silk/where shadows flicker like neon on a sun-worn beach/ Shorty Rogers at the gate of

Key West

Sea critters
Conch fritters
Little swimmers
And lobster dinners

Surrounded by water on all sides
A little town about 4 miles wide
No, there’s nothing like Key West
This place is the absolute best

The roosters often wake you up
If not, it’s the Cuban coffee cup
A breakfast sandwich ready to go
At one of the cafes you already know

No this place never snows
So no

Killing fields of the west'

First to go down..Hope and joy..Then seperate
Man and women..Boy oh boy.' Bring in euthanasia..As a real good thing.' Get some
Soap box series, to play it through scene by scene.' The termination of unborn.' Who we don't need..
Just open the boarders, ie get workers with speed' .' Does that answer any questions.? Oh then we
Can put

Higher Ground

Every time I turn my radio on
I hear the same old song
and I await good news from abroad today
especially a change is on the way
but I don't believe all they say
as how can they see eye-to-eye
or meet face-to-face
when east looks east and west looks west
in this so-called human race
putting power in the hands
of people who

sunrise

sun rises in east,                                                   

Litreral truth in the U K and West'

Readings on the rise i beleive..In twentytwenty
Five.' More demand for books; reads well to
Me.' May it auger well for society.' I guess Richatd Vobes, will be heartened by this vibe
Long may, all collateral fallout, continue to
Thrive..Let Bibles be bought, to be studied at
Length, that Nations be enriched by their
Diverse appeal to each humans sense.' May
Each

West Meets East

When the west Indian met her ideal east Indian man,
She went through a string of more than several Indian lovers.
Decided he's the one she refuses to string along.

the case of rebellion of the west coast

be warmed be aware to those who mock the lord
the rules and regulations are there for a reason not scare
to those who believe be warned the weather has changed earth will quake 
be sure take cover of forced to swim for the sea will come in and take what it wants by force repent while

The Old Way

In the rain shadow of Majave Desert I eat hot sand
I am singing with their Death Valley
I have allowed them to build my faith under a Joshua Tree
                           

Out West

Born and bored in The South;
Schooled and wedded in The North.

The West provided experience and maturity;
But I kept my distance from The East.

The South never felt like home;
But it made me want to roam.

The North felt crowded and rushed;
And The East seemed a bit much.

In every region, many things went wrong
And sometimes I felt shut

West Coast Walking

All alone is all i've ever been
miss when houses felt like a home
now more-so abandoned
as i walk around these ghost, derealization
now im on the west coast
starin at the ocean
reminds me of these flows
Melodies surfin
my skull got deep holes
here but driftin
mold the words no play-doh
in rhymes sinkin
realest never make the studio
like waves they driftin
built it up

Silence of the West

 

Clouds of smoke billowed over ruined buildings 

That once were homes safe and welcoming. 

Schools where children were learning, 

Hidden now from view by dust clouds billowing. 

 

Out of the dust men came with guns began to fire, 

Indiscriminate in who they killed mothers, fathers. 

Such a wailing of grief rose to the

My Last Day in Ogalala

Road work had been finished
for the winter on an asphalt strip
north of town near a nature preserve.
I said good-bye to the hotel owner
and he invited me back
although the town was a lifetime away
from my home. We shook hands.
The town wore its history well
with a façade of an old west town
complete with a jail and post

Sagebrush of the West

Bouquet of the West,
It's not easy to pass.
Flower of the desert,
Ruthless rout of the grass.

Painters see the art
In rolling mass of spheres.
Fortress of the desert
Where stout sagebrush appears.

A deer's dainty feet
Will find a way to pass,
To walk through desert sagebrush,
Sole welcomed to trespass

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