The ragged soul takes flightout of the window of timeRotting teeth chewing non-exfoliated detail of xenonno end neonredividerWinter rootsBroken away andTwisting to ChaosGlasses made of diamondsFacets Rainbow distortion Lucky to have a garden to tendTake care of it and it takes care of youIt exposes the danger of Ordering the web of the worldReticular profusion…
Category: Poetry
Here is a collection of various poems spanning the last five years. Among these are a few from decades ago
Moon
Tooo impatient to be …Howling at the moonthere is no moonJust howlingStarving Exposed Feverish Bearded Hipster one hand clap Clown makeup smeared on the variety TV show of the crescent frontal lobeSecret space bases on thebackside of my warbling mind the deepest craters are filled with the memories of glue of hoofsof steeds from past…
That lingering
That once new frying pan with food sticking to teflon scratches My future kidney cancer That once new heart that had never been broken Nylon stints Support arteries that hadVery little bacon fat but more whiskey and cigarettes 20 year roof or 30 year roof? I’ll take the 20 year roofShort poems that aren’t Long…
Power washer
Dreamed of John McCue’s power washer We used to share a cubicle at work He would tell me of his volunteer work at the Zen center That was before the sudden fatal heart attack I borrowed the power washer to clean up the back patioJust down from our over wild permaculture garden all edible plantsKale, arugula, blackberries, rosemary, thyme …
Slippery When Wet
We saw police vans everywhere Not doing anything Nothing to crack down onNon sedition Money is speech Love is everywhere Scot Gresham-LancasterBrunswick Maine 12/18/23◯◦ ◦◯⃝⃝ ⃝ ◌◌⃝ ⃝ ◌⃝ ◌⃝ ◯○ ◦◌
Myths are Lies
Energy is primary the cause Form is secondary the effect Staring Death in the face In order to live this long this hard this knowing Death is waiting Plague ridden witchesReady for burningLibtard Snowflakes Giving free cellphones to recently Arrived fentanyl mules filthy immigrants future votersZeus making love to the beautiful swanThis is the stuffthat…
Coins in the Snow
It’s like hot coins Thrown on to a deep snow bank A sudden urge to Cut the kite string Let it freeSpeeding on the trackFaster than humanly possible LiberatedUrged on by memes not factsHeating more coinsWe fly out to the armadaOf icebergs Crashing ontoTropical beaches Modern Streamlined thisCluster bombing from lifeless drones The rumblings Continue…
Beautiful Broken Sun
Something unseeable but broken like sunlight through an Exquisite stain glass windowSo glad not be seen as crazy All the voices agree AlmostMakes one want to scream The perfect animated digital calf will never be eaten but still has the forlorn look … something about to be slaughtered Let us loose in this glorious game Decades of frustrationThe…
Stories I tell myself
(Never ending house of mirrors) In a dark dark forestfrom the university throne he says:“Of course you may not have heard of my favorite piece ‘8 songs for a Mad King’”He confidently stated During the interview 5 Years before Wielding his temporary powers Deleting positions After the vote of support from the tenure committee …
Eschatology 101
The Hippies failedSo miserably It makes usWant to drinkThe psychedelics swirl Spiraling down and down To the bottomOf the sinkA time of love and flowersPeace for all on earth Chanting for a changeWaiting for the birthThere’s a spider thereCrawling up the stallSandal in one hand Thwack, that solid squishy soundResounds against the wall Cowering in the bunkerOr standing on the hillThe…