Crowing! In December's moonlight!
Silly bird! It's merely midnight!
Blissful! Full moon shining!
Davidae's rooster crows, divining!

Snowflakes, formed perfect, silent fall,
Aimless drift, as cockerels call,
This silent twilight, year's end swooning,
In dead of night, with cockcrows crooning.

What magic spell is cast this night?
Doth conjured charm make it right?
Tread soft upon dear mother earth!
Such mystic grace allures worth!

What scheme doth this feathered fowl incarnate?
Entrancement, transfixed by this garden gate!
Has jinx betwixt this realm of voodoo?
Is trance bewitched by this hoodoo?

More gentle flakes settle on bended bow,
Low mooing by the farmer's cow,
Thin clouds wisp along the mountain ridge,
As fascination enchants this ephemeral bridge.

Fathom not citizen this hypnotic appeal!
Test not burgher this magnetic zeal!
Whether be it spell or charm!
Walk on, pray it brings no harm!

Broken quiet night, a new year comes!
Crowing rooster bangs new year's drums!
Step sure and gentle along this wooded road!
Dream good thoughts, secure and safe in your abode!

Without Muse, 
what poet finds words sublime,
that embellish blank vellum page,
with heartfelt verse and noble rhyme?
Come! Enter such creative realm!
Let immortal Muse, virtuous, gently settle!
Such good and priceless work, 
where lyric evocation tenders mettle!
Oh Inspired Muse!
Excite and spur this plain and happy clerk!
Inflame this very day!
Spark and stir with passionate perk!
Draft melodic passage, Sweet Muse, I pray!

CAW CAW CAW!
BLAH BLAH BLAH!
Splintered lexeme from this old crow!
Hey joe!
Wha'da'ya know?
You don't need ta go there dick.
Wha'da'bout harry?
You think he gives a lick?
Wha'da'bout tom?
Did he go ta the prom?
Whadda mess!
I must confess!
Whadda lotta fuss!
Just swear and curse and cuss and cuss!
Damn that man!
What was his plan?
Now see where we're at!
Just like that crazy cat in the hat!
Playin' all that musical jazz!
What a rompin' razzamatazz!
Now look where we got!
Baby, we just fought and fought!
What a sticky stew!
This messed up me, one spun out you!
Now observe where we are!
I guess we didn't get very far!
Me on Mars and you on Venus!
You think we're forgiven by those that seen us?
Me, way up here, and you, way down there!
I just can't fathom that it's very fair!
So Baby, together, we've hatched this rotten egg!
It's a pirate, with a parrot, and a wooden leg!
No more kisses, no more fun!
No more lovin' left for us under this scalding sun!
I fear we've burned our bridges!
I suppose we've flung our souls, careless, off high ridges!
I reckon we've flown into the burning sun!
And I s'pose now, we're forever done.

Clear The Way!

End of the world,
Mayan mystery,
Cosmos curled,
Eons of history.

Back to beginning,
Enter the wizard,
Sense emerging,
Watch the lizard.

Faith, Joy, Hope,
Remember Birth,
Live, Life, Elope,
Rejoice! Dawn's mirth.

Earth song,
Past rainbows end,
Never gone,
As brilliant comets wend.

God's perfection,
Grasp this nature, 
Human introspection,
Midst this timely stature.

December's sunrise,
On we go,
New Year's surprise,
Hanta Yo!

Pine and fir, birch and larch,
Wafting wood smoke as I march,
Along the village road at night,
A waning moon, providing light,
Winter now, all cold and snow,
November's winds have ceased to blow,
Days are short, the nights are long,
From woodlands deep, echo Flicker's song,
Black Bear sleep, snug in their mountain den,
As Jack Frost's magic paints the fen,
Northern lights dance 'cross the sky,
Stars twinkle romance, while tailed comets fly,
Thin wispy cloud, drifting slow,
Throughout the valley, hanging low,
Hoar frost crystals, create a winter prize,
As hungry deer forage, I do surmise,
Broad wings extended, soaring noiseless owl,
Search the night for mice and fowl,
Then perched, a hoot, here and there,
Two hoots, then three, in quest of fare,
December travel, along this icy trail,
Bundled in my parka, I marvel at this Holy Grail.

Sweet Summer! Love!

a poem for Ayla

These short June nights, these long June days,
This cool June rain, before July's hot summer haze,
New fruit has set, sweet flowers bloom,
Grass waist high, in summer's room.
Your lips, your mouth, your Venus mound,
Your words, your voice, your gentle sound,
How I fell! How much I love!

You stole my heart, charmed angelic dove.
Your hair, your hips, your graceful moves,
Your eyes, your hands, your artful grooves,
I keep a place for you, safe within my heart,
Yet we still sleep many miles apart.
Awake! I ponder, a life together,
Asleep! I dream, our hearts, a loving tether.
To kiss your lips! Oh! To hold your hand!
To feel your beating heart next to mine, so grand!
This torrid love! This young wine!
Sense! It's grown from a fertile vine! 
So many days, so many nights,
Such exquisite dreams, such fetching sights!
Dear Ayla! Cherished Siren! Your poetic nature!
Your enchanted verse, your alluring stature!
If only you would feel the same!
This love would flourish! Anon! Ne'er in vain!

Deep in her bowels! Oh Mother Earth!
Where darkness sojourns, dark demons lurk,
Wicked trolls dance, full of sparkle & mirth,
As hot springs boil, bubble and perk.

Those miracles of nature,
Caves! Light pixels deplore!
That cavernous stature,
Where spelunkers explore!

Winding down in tight tunnels,
Grooving the earth,
Ending in Funnels,
Constricting one's girth.

Subterranean castles,
Mixed underground turf,
Oft dressed in silk tassels,
Sometimes carved by sea surf.

Jeweled channels, adorned mystic features,
Hidden from view, long underground burrows,
Where bats & snakes, a myriad of creatures,
Live secret lives, in deep secret furrows.

Blind fish and blind men,
Swim in the dark,
Caves, like the Fen,
Conjure myth with their mark.

Spelunkers rejoice!
Caves! Round the world!
Cody Caves have their voice!
Deep mysteries unfurled!

Oh deep space! Saturn's rings!

Churn like the deep sea,

Creation's remote hidden things,
Void of life forms like we.

Untouchable me,
In my leper skin,
With my spots and stripes,
And my leper kin.

No keeper, no handler,
No lover, or other,
Shunned by humanity,
Cast out, with no brother.

Destiny abides, forever one alone,
I shall never hold another, ever kiss,
This heart no one will love,
In deserted strife I remain amiss.

Unavailable, diseased by life,
Unattached, this loser part,
Unattained, no lover's song,
Unloved, this barren, tortured heart.

Chained, shackled and bound,
Untouchable, besmirched me,
Love's beauty, never found,
Drowned, by the cold, deep sea.

Big Oil! With their Big Oil Lies!
Ruining Our Planet! Those Big Oil guys!
With their last breath, their Demons will come,
No matter their riches, Hell's Gates fall open to the beat of that drum.

Satan will welcome their crude oil stealth,
Demons will feast gluttonous on their oil-stained wealth,
Their tongues will turn black in Hell's fiery pit,
Their agonized screams forever echo, Angels submit.

They pollute our planet, they fuel their war,
They destroy God's nature, still they want more,
Birds will devour their putrid livers,
Those greedy power-brokers, those heartless non-givers.

Sinners! Promoting oil pipelines with their oil demands!
Weaving tales of fortune with their filthy tar sands.
Broken and shattered, those rotting souls that desecrate Earth,
Shall surely drink deep from Hell's molten chalice of crude oily mirth.

Extracting raw crude from Mother Earth's crust,
Burning Earth's ballast, that viscous ballast a must!
And so fragile Earth quakes, forlorn and crying!
Yet the rich remain rich, as Earth's creatures lay dying!

Unfathomable travesty! By crude modern man,
Destroying our Eden, as modern man can,
The answer my friends lies deep in our Souls,
Awake! Nurture Nature! Then God's Love unfolds!

Just a bouquet of purple wild flowers for you today, no rhyme or reason.

Oh sturdy tree of life!
What gentle harmony dost thou sing?
Thy lengthy branches sweeping strife!
What keepsakes dost this life force bring?

Behold! Golden fruit!
Perfumed blossoms perfect hang.
Light creation follows earthly suit,
While tidal rhythms sweetly sang.

Love! Thy lance is sharp!
Tender hearted this pilgrim stands.
Caressing this angelic harp.
Yet murder me when ill love lands.

Hark! Destiny rings its distant bell!
Full circle, imagined things, come to pass.
Wretched time, ticking, marking hell.
As wounded love lies bleeding on wet spent grass.

Oh Lord! Unfold this mystery that thou hast bound!
Enslave my heart with godly passion!
Curtail the rising moon until true love's found!
Let love sink deep in loving fashion!

Awake! Seek life! If precious love follows?
Composed, bow down, your beating, loving heart.
Surrender, sentenced, upon those heartless gallows.
Perhaps will, heaven then commit its earthly part.

Why is precious love so hard?
Such simple words dash our hearts!
What sense doth make this timely shard?
While lonely love casts starry charts!

Grim reaper! Turn away, then go!
Flay me gently in this even light!
Sharp scythe and sickle surely show!
Bleed me fiercely on this torrid night!

Kind Angel! Caress my hardened soul!
Reach out from heaven's gate!
Hidden beneath this worldly cloak I go!
My broken tree, my broken fate!

Have you been to Fukushima?

Have you ever dreamt the scene awe?

Earthquakes shake her, rattle, roll,

Hot radiation flaunts it's toll.

Look! There's angry Godzilla,

Spearheading that gamma-ray flotilla!

High atop Mount Fujiyama,

Lotus, chanting, enlightened Lama.

I haven't been here for a while. Away, working on new poems (and other material), digging up old material (trying to find something worth publishing again), digging in the garden (planting seeds) and as always, capturing images with my camera. Hopefully I'll have more new stuff that I can publish here real soon. Meanwhile, enjoy your life, take time to gaze at the stars and the clouds, smell all those wonderful flowers that are blooming again, listen to the birds sing and be kind to your fellow beings. Cheers!

Have you seen Grand Jupiter?
Bright Venus? 

Gilded planets, arm in arm?
Climbing down the starlit sky?
Red Mars clad in armored charm?
Tracking brave Orion?
Riding rough his chariot?
As they westward fly?

All I see is you,
Our beating hearts as one,

Such tender kisses, like bright warm sun,
Forever bound in love.
These ragged heartstrings,
Tied so tight,

Entwined in fitful flight.
Blessed by a sacred dove.

Have you heard Beethoven's symphony?
Penned brilliance, scribed, each numbered line,
With fair upward strokes, 'twas keyed in E,

Magnificent orchestra, sounds so fine.

Notes sung crystal clear,
With dazzling cadence, accompanied by pure rhyme,
Perfection to the festooned ear,

Performed in four four time.

All I see is you,

Heartfelt dream and joy,

Soft, unblemished, cunning ploy.

Building castles in the air,

Enlightened vision, sweet pure love.

Precious amour, so seldom fair,

Entranced, embraced by realms above,

Spoken words that dare to care.

Song birds singing in the wood,

Twinkling stars that shimmer, shine,

Perfect flowers blooming as they should,

Two hearts, euphoric, yours and mine,

Clear streams ripple through the dell as only water would,

Quenching thirsty wild deer, budding fruit upon the vine,

Wild nature attired in all its glory,  

Welcome sunshine, oh so fine.

All I see is you,

Your smiling eyes, so chaste,

Lips so delicate, in perfect form,

Your gleaming hair, loosed in haste,

Gentle touch so soft and warm,

Untold passions, fragrant endless kisses,

Filled with boundless charm,

Along a sunset beach we stroll, enraptured, arm in arm.

 

And so it goes! And so it goes!
Where the world stops nobody knows!
With each breath, life goes on!
With every heart beat, precious seconds gone!

Live each moment as if it were your last!
Joy and Love filling future's past!
Each dawning day, every starry night!
Our destined time, Our Creator's delight!

Like comets flying round the Sun!
Like dreams we dream, moments just begun!
Forever One, we all must give!
As Human Kind, we all must live!

Brothers and Sisters, One and all!
If One falters, we all then fall!
Pray for Strength and Pray for Good!
In Life and Love, As we all should!

No lover's passionate kiss,
No others friendly hand to hold,
No partner sharing this earthly bliss,
No warm body snuggling in this winter cold.

La Luna guards love, passion ridden,
Sweet bird song tends this broken heart,
Hermitage keeps emotions hidden,
Vast oceans arrest us, far apart.

Faith, by nature, my constant friend,
Starry constellations awaken heaven,
Compassionate patience supports never ending trend,
As wise Eros provides love's joyous leaven.

Yet behold! Amour and Aphrodite!
Winged youth, armed with bow and arrow,
Sweet lovers sharing love's chaotic flight,
While tragic endings compose the straight and narrow.

God's laughing! Do you hear him?
As Venus and Mars applaud and cheer,
Yet distant Pluto remains far and dim,
While silent Mercury orbits the Sun, void of fear.

Seek love and legend on those starlit nights,
Enchanted comets transfer myth of course,
As solar winds conjure dancing northern lights,
And Saint Valentine pierces hearts without remorse.

Oh Muse! Must I dream of Incubus?
Adapt that role of Succubus?
Succumb to words that can caress?
Portent that phrase, that golden tress?

Wild Rogue, thy cloak is rent,
Soft Lady, thy perfect kiss is bent,
Such imperfection, this dereliction,
Explore selection, life's karmic conviction.

Lo! Broken hearts lay tortured, bleeding,
While unkept promises, tempt fate, so leading,
Words you spoke, rapt in tender embrace,
Love you broke, in love's sordid place.

Your Majesty! I worshiped you!
Your heavenly voice! Your cosmic view!
At last we touched, entwined as one!
Abandoned now, my song unsung!

Sweet music! A placid lick!
Grave lyric! A slanderous tick!
Famous for thy worthsome ways!
Endowing gifts on wondrous days!

I say to you, envision this,
Bleed now, without remiss,
Let drip that honeyed dew,
From veins sliced deeply through,
Like fresh ripe melons picked by you,
Unceremoniously carved and cut in two.

Trace love careful, with simple pleasure,
Triangulate despair, with perfect measure,
Where silver hopes, so oft in dreams,
Whence golden wishes swoon, or so it seems,
Then so sudden, dashed, lost forever in most foul weather,
Fine linen torn, unmended, tossed reckless out on frosted heather.

This broken heart, burned with unkempt desire,
A tortured soul, branded by raging fire,
Emotions rampant, unyielding pain,
Grip firm, this cruel sword again,
Unleash thy blood, that keeps one whole,
Let gruesome will, take its earthly toll.

Alas! These tears that stream down this face,
Behold! Scarred sadness in this lonely place,
Desire wends, finds its sacred mark,
Life's blood streams, in this unholy dark,
Away! Away! Yet demons advance!
Feast on this sorrow, this happenstance!

Again sharp blade severs, deep and true,
Subterranean grief, so cold and blue,
Pounding heart enveloped, by this lurid fight,
Crushing anguish surrenders, to this blinded sight,
Precious life fades, eyes close without remorse,
Bled freely, death comes riding this dolor horse.

There is a man named Zoppity-bop-Bop-Bop,
Who does the hoppity-hop-hop-hop,
When Mr. Sun brightly shines,
Zoppity-B creates lyric words and rhymes,
When Mr. Moon radiantly beams,
Happy Elves shindig, with quacking monotremes,
Jigging, jiving, spiraling round red hot flames,
Zoppity-B spouts red hot names,
Mr. bop-Bop-Bop waltzes round that shadowy dell,
Playing music games, rhyming words that gel,
Beezow Doo-Doo Zoppity-bop-Bop-Bop,
Wildly jigging that hippity-hop-hop-hop,
Old Rumplestiltskin hoofs it, dances round that fiery blaze,
Conjuring cosmic wishes in that dizzy spaced-out haze,
Imagining he might spin straw to gold,
While Zoppity-B spins white hot lines, we're told.

Damn the British, for all their plight and plunder,
Damn the Americans too, for all they have rent asunder,
Nations, throughout the world destroyed,
With unrelenting war,  uncompromising thunder.

In the name of freedom, they fly their flags,
They spur their steeds, they whip their nags,
In the guise of good, they force their creeds,
With willful spite, they occupy foreign crags.
 
Leaders of honour, so they claim, 
War drums beating, they oft lay blame,
With tortuous hearts, filled with greed and sin,
They steal innocent lives, without an ounce of shame.

As ages end, their empires shall crumble,
Along the way, each king shall fumble,
Their own people desert them, peaceful folk enslaved,
Those tyrants will fail and fall, their heads shall tumble.

Damn All those nations, that cause world strife,
Damn all those armies, falsely blowing freedom's fife,
Lies and wickedness, with all their horrors,
They're damned to hell, for each stolen life.

Five Swans

Today down on still, pacific marsh,
Five snow white swans spent swimming,
Contrasting plumage, stark and harsh,
Quite contrary to Spring's dry brown trimming.

One lone turtle rested, still, reposed,
Tranquilly serene, balanced on that  favored log,
Basking in warm sunshine, old Emydidae dozed,
Turtle's  hard shell shining on that placated bog.

Two puddle ducks dabbling here, three diving ducks there,
Blue Teal with handsome Mallard, Goldeneye with showy Bufflehead,
Regeneration, journey's recess on this halcyon pool, with hardly a care,
Feasting, rejuvenating, till they're plumply fed.

Four song birds flitted to and fro,
Singing happy songs, warbling a splendid trill,
Amongst tall rushes,  whence rushes sprout and grow,
Seeking errant bugs asleep on Nature's window sill.

Woodland's edge, bordering this peaceful pond,
Behold! Six whitetail deer standing still and quiet,
Welcome sunlight dappled, etching a bent and broken frond,
Does and yearlings, nearby a buck, browsing on their spring bud diet.

Seven moths floating on delightful wafting breeze,
Columns and currents of warm spring air, uplifting will,
Flapping powdered wings, drifting midst that esoteric tease,
How long moth's life till it lies spent and still?

Today's the day I count all things,
Eight more of those, nine of these,
Ten dancing woodland Elves wearing golden rings,
Eleven Sprites and Nymphs play hide and seek amongst tall trees.

A dozen lofty peaks reach for the azure sky,
Those rocky ramparts tower high above the fen,
Countless, lazy clouds billow, slowly by,
As April marks the days of men.

Respect, it's a two way street,
Where consideration and honour deftly meet,
Where two beings conjoin with favourable esteem,
Where thought and words combine to mean,
One sees the other with venerable eyes,
Where space and time entwines and ties,
Where admirable sense never lies,
Where regard and awe, oft do comply.

Mirror Mirror

Oh mirror! Thy reflection dost surely show,
Minds eye, those surly demons, whenst we go,
That placid venture, that one dreams,
Our mirrored image, or so it seems.

Plot against us, poor whip o' will,
Shining knight confronts us, lance leveled, still,
Sojourn, thy paltry ways adorned,
God's vision, mixed, crowned and thorned.

Behold! A flaring love for thee,
A dance, a song, sung on bended knee,
Confirmed, contorted, twisted plight,
Revealing misconstrued moth eaten flight.

Thine enemy stares back at thee,
That heartless being, condemning thou with guilty plea,
Hark! Open thine eyes and search thine face,
Seek a child's wisdom, look for simple grace.

Truth lies beneath that wrinkled brow,
Hence aged years discards youth, and yet somehow,
Life's sins confessed, wars thou hast fought,
Thine weathered face, disguised by thought.

Frank languid lesson thou dost serve,
Impatient heaven where angels tread,
A warriors blade born with fatal curve,
Flung from cliffs where poems are read.

Oh divergent moon! So bright when thou art full,
A diver's realm sunk in trenches deep,
Wrench heartfelt passion, a violent pull,
As embroiled lovers battle salubrious sleep.

Whence calving glaciers hug the sea,
Trudging armies, spent, foiled in the dell,
Like that human touch from you to me,
Purloined by fate and doomed to hell.

Such tender kisses from thy sweet Venus lips,
Sordid chains of glory, wrapped, tightly bound,
Divorced from courage, Aphrodite's perfect hips,
Scarred by love, that Amour once found.

Sweet Life

Friends! Seek Sweet Life!
Not deep darkness or stressful strife!
Open Your Hearts to Joyful Light!
Seek that narrow path that puts us right!
We live to see each day unfold,
God grants us life that we may be bold!
Pilgrim, exodus to the apex of your tallest mountain!
Where Sages quench their thirst from God's Holy Fountain!
Seeker, dive to the bottom of the abysmal sea,
Discover your quest, unseen mysteries divulged to thee,
Sojourn inward, deep within your very Soul,
Pray God in Heaven will keep you whole!
Most of all, Give Love!
Hadj! Like Angels in Heaven above!
Every heartbeat, an endowment, rife,
Each precious moment, a gift of life!

Bohemian April donning this Kerouac snow,
Ginsberg flakes drift heavy, thick and slow,
Early birds sing as frigid evening falls,
Brave sprouts shiver as cold spring calls.

Hail! Friend Mercury lend some warming rays!
Kind Jupiter send gentle giant ways!
Warrior Mars abruptly charge this winter cast!
Spectral Venus conjure sweet spring at last!

Long winter months so dark and cold,
Legend thrives midst myth that's seldom told,
Avast Ye brethren seeking welcome spring,
Pray May will dawn, fragrant flowers bring.

Stand firm! Eager gardeners must surely wait,
Spade and hoe in hand by closed garden gate,
Waxing moon, half-blind by clouded curtain, such somber gaze,
As April snow, gently falls, crystal cold, through misty haze.

In fond and loving memory of Olwen Joy Byatt who was called home by God on February 6th 2012, the following post (below). 

 Today would be her birthday. 

Winter's drear fast becomes myth and lore. 

 Spring Breeze wafts knocking on that castle door, 
singing sweet birdsong, yield more! 

Pray old Keewatin, 
withdraw and bid her enter this crystalline room. 

 Mauve Crocus awake with sacred bloom. 

 Nubile sister Daffodil thrusts ripe spears toward a welcome sun, 
awaiting Easter morn to come.
Yet flourish, showing off her lustrous yellow bonnet. 

 Must be April, accompanied by cheerful lyric sonnet!

 Abide with me! Perhaps partake of joyous Spring! 

 Yesterday's rainbow thrives still higher, 
with all the hopes this dream will bring! 

 Rejoice! Hallelujah! 

 Winged Archangels lead this heavenly choir,
 as throngs of glorious Angels sing!