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Saturday, December 29, 2012


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.


Tuesday, December 18, 2012


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!

Tuesday, December 11, 2012


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.


Thursday, June 28, 2012


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!

Wednesday, June 27, 2012


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.

Monday, June 25, 2012


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.

Sunday, June 17, 2012


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!