Holidays

 St Patricks Day

 

 

 

Green

the Emerald Isle

celebrates its patron saint

with a coat of green

 

 

Christmas

Trimming the Tree
crackle and snap
a roaring fire
loud pop
of a dropped ball
trimming the tree





Trimming the Tree
trimming the tree
laughter of children
building a snowman

holiday greetings ~
from Santa's lovely elf ... with ~
egg nog and cookies


 

 

Sleigh Bells

(haiku)

sleigh bells on filly ~

pulls a surrey in the snow ~

Christmas enchantment

Celebrate

(haiku)

family gathers ~

each year, around the yule log ~

celebrate a birth

 

 

 

 

Thanksgiving

 

 

 

Thanksgiving dinner

quiet groaning from the sofa

gluttony punished!

Halloween

 

 

Jest

 

             the tricksters want treats ~

               will accept nothing less ... and ~

     apples are a jest

 

 

 

Pagan Holiday

pagan ceremony ~

aft the hunter's moon ... heals the ~

split twixt life and death

The Graveyard

the graveyard was still
save the soft sound
as they dug themselves
from the soft ground
and joined the wee children
in a trick or treat round!





 

Wiccan

(haiku)

 

 Late October eve ~

eager broomstick hangs on hook ~

wiccan gets prepared

 

Trick or Treat

October twilight ~
little monsters on the prowl ~
tricksters want a treat

 

 

 

The Cellar Stairs

 

down cold creaky stair ~

light switch in the cellar dark ~

do I dare the step?



Holly Nicole

 

 

 

 

Rapacious
coolly virginal
exquisitely inviting
make me rapacious

Dimples
Even her dimpled cheeks

arouse me

 

Need
I need you
you allow me
to need you

Dashing Smile
his dashing smile
hid a hopeful heart
yearning for a touch
of the silk that is
her lovely skin

Form
mountains and valleys
journey into charted fields
your feminine form

 

 

 

Heart
her lovely heart
crushed by evil older men
frigid winter winds

 

 

Lips
my fingers trace
your silky skin
you writhe
beneath my touch.

my lips perform
a breast exam
my hair
your fingers clutch

Words
 I play your words on my
lips and tongue,
roll them around
nibble and nip.
Swallow
and plead for more.

Moths
Like moths to a flame
We are drawn to each other
Caught in the light

Lovely
a lovely orchid
blooms, gives joy, then fades away
spring, summer and fall

Saved Stuff
pondering saved stuff
photos from my youth
dusty first aid box
springs of plum blossoms
my first time with you



\\

Holly Nicole

her offer of love

rescued my heart ... my soul

followed eagerly





Touching
touching her was a
magnificent obsession
banked fire of desire

 

if you give me you
and I give you me
we will ever be
 now to eternity

Some people come into our lives ...
and we are never, ever, the same.

The Man In The Moon
The man in the moon
admires you, and envies me
feigns indifference

 

 

My day begins with
thoughts of her
when she's near
I feel a stir
I'd like to stroke
and make her purr



Chubby Cheeks
The cutest little chubby cheeks I've ever seen!

 

 

 

 

 



The Idea of Love
In love with the idea of love.
but is she in love with me?
saying the words I long to hear
yes, she seems to be.

 

 

 

 

 

 






Gentle Touch

you gently touch

my heart and soul

your delicate rushes

revive my senses

flash through my being

the unique magic that is you




Flower Girl

 

 

 

'RahRah'
The most beautiful woman
I've ever known

 

 

 

 



Loving
Loving you makes
my life worthwhile

 


 

 

 





 





Breath

I felt your breath on my cheek

Smiling, I turned to see

your lovely face,
realized it was
only a breeze

and you are

far away





Tearful Princess
fighting back the tears ~

she struggled for a shy smile ~

Halloween princess







Kiss

your figure a kiss

my lustful lips crave relief
greedy nakedness
posing, your cerebral brush
colors my carnality



Purr
she lays on my chest ~
so near I feel her exhales ~
'love me now', she purrs




Desire
She lays on her side ~
Eyes on mine, fingers touch skin ~
Afire with desire





Bold
at autumn's embrace
trees shed their colorful clothes
bold, hungry yearning



Milky Way
The Milky Way
may fling itself
apart
and
I will still
love you




Holly
your name is a kiss
my lustful lips crave release
greedy nakedness



Fever
conquered by passion
he lingered, hoped for her touch
yearned for new fever



 

 

Your Touch
think of your touch
even so innocently
and heat fires my loins
side by side, fingers enlaced
my eyes boast to all who see








The mystery that is you




















 

 


 







 

 

 

 

 

 

Limericks

Big Ben
I saw it was London calling
Big Ben was really falling
I thought it a joke
but then a bloke
on tv showed it failing

Snidely, Nell and Dudley
Snidley Whiplash has evil designs
he plots and his vile sneer shines
while tied to the track
or stretched on the rack
Nell pines, Dudley Dooright dines






A Tainted Approach

a tainted approach to conquest

led settlers to a hateful bloodfest

natives decried

then they died

the victors feted with zest

Something's...
something's under the bed
I fear it might be dead
it could revive
worse if it's alive
it fills my head with dread

 

Spring
spring is only days away
but the skies are cold and gray
he struggles with snow
yearns for green to mow
and parties at which to play

 



Pounds
My heart makes no sounds
My love knows no bounds
A day full of glee
I'm free to be me
As soon as I lose a few pounds!






Tallahassee
there was a lad from T'hassee
who fell in love with a lassie
they went on a trek
and had a bad wreck
now he must buy a new chassis







Another Hap
Hap was once thirty three
he had a cat named Lucy
she climbed in his lap
and took a long nap
Hap began to clap with glee




A Man Named Hap
there once was a man named Hap
who woke his girl from a nap
that's ok she said
I'll stay here in bed
Sam will step into the gap





Bellibone
he felt alright when prone
bending over forced a groan
he stood straight
even when he ate
or he felt a pain in his bellibone

 

 

Half Remembered Dream

sometimes I think you're a poem

especially when I'm feeling glum

a half remembered dream

with a well conjured theme

that I forget when I'm into the rum

 

 

Comedian

There once was a guy who was funny
he tried stand up for the army
His impromptu rant
Left onookers to chant
Get the guy off, he's barmy





Falling Leaves

There was a young man of the town
who liked when falling leaves turned brown
he loved to rake piles
they left him with smiles
till he found the body of the clown.


Pearl

there was a young lass named pearl
who told me that she was my girl
now I wander alone
in search of her clone
for Pearl was a girl all awhirl



he grew from a boy to a man
had surgery, now he's called fran
bought all new clothes
and colorful bows
the plan, to have sex in her van.



Example; what I'm striving for...

There was an Old Man of Nantucket                         
Who kept all his cash in a bucket.            
His daughter, called Nan,
Ran away with a man,
And as for the bucket, Nantucket.

Vietnam

Fictionalized short stories I wrote about my time in Vietnam.

 

The Sergeant           Ambush

 

 

Poetry

 

 

 

 

whistle of a shell

everyone dives for a hole

always on alert

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

daily monsoon rain

cricket in its tiny cage

sings to girl's delight

 

 

 

 

 

Trapped inside

by monsoon rain
'không có trường học hôm nay',

('no school today')

she smiled
listening

to her cricket

in its little
wooden cage

sing its song
for her

 

 

 

Haiku





seven days furlough
mad dash round hilly Hong Kong
calm Buddhist temple

beside the dike path

stench of distended bodies

sunlit rice paddies

 

 

 

 

 

struggling to survive

Vietnam, tet offensive

Beatles sing 'Hey Jude'

 

 

 

 

 

 

I've served my time

in hell

travel orders in my hand

home in thirty days

 

Now my fear

is heightened

all I can do

is

 

wait  

 

 

 

The monsoon
seems forever,
showers, sun,
and downpours,
for weeks on end.
Lush land of rice
and ageless
forests blend.



 

 

____________________________

 

Post Vietnam

 

 Haiku




 

over and over ~

surviving the same firefight ~

'neath an Asian moon

unlearning combat ~
an impossibility ~
dreams may terrify

combat took my friend ~

we chat on our daily stroll ~

crimson leaves fade

 

 

 

 

soldiers lie down

sleep the eternal dream

only grass remains

 

 

 

Black stone scars green grass ~
Polished granite a mirror ~
The living, the dead.

--------------------------------
a boy's name, chiseled ~
into polished black granite
old man's reflection




chiseled names
on black granite barrier
tears water the lawn





War

that soulless war
an indelible scar 







 

I think the Tanka below is the best I've written so far. I tried to convey the idea that staring at his young face in the granite, while he stared back, swept away the years from my wrinkled face. I hope I succeeded.

 

 

 


VVA Memorial

touch the name

memories flow through me

no barrier between

arm in arm, old and young

no distance or time intrudes 

 

Growing Up

MicroPoems about growing up on a Texas cattle ranch

 

 

 

Bluebonnet Spring

(haiku)

Bluebonnets abound
in a hill country April
joyful abandon

 

 

 

 

 

 

Calving (haiku)

 

Late winter, calving

cowboys ride a frozen range

looking for ... summer

 

 

 

 

Cowboy


Cowboy hat,
boots and saddle,
foot in stirrup
quick and agile.
Rope swings slow
moving cattle.
Bed down soon
water ample.

 

Bitter

Bitter morning

head bowed

hunched 'gainst

winter winds.
Slapping hands

Stamping feet

frozen breath

hoar on brow

struggling forward.

 

 

Hill Country

Craggy hills

arroyos waiting water.
The heat of
summer beats
on my Stetson

I give my horse

his head

while dozing

in the saddle

He will see

me home

 

 

Texas Paradise

A hillside of

Bluebonnets

'neath

my horse's hoofs.

Riding toward

Cottonwoods

that line the

meandering

river below

Texas

Paradise

 

 

 

Cattle Drive

Riding trail is

a nasty job,

cows rumps all

look the same.

Watchful eyes

red with grime,

bandanna over

mouth and nose

keeping out

the dust.

 

 

Calving

Late winter dawn

cow lowing for her

newborn calf.

Found in

muddy water hole,

roped, dragged out

and cleaned,

and herded

back to mom.

 

 

 

More Calving

Riding

early on a

winter morn.

Calving days are

long and hard

Hoar on the grass

around the young,

foggy breaths

halo the cow hands.

 

 

 

Chores

 

 

Chores!

 

After school

and weekends.

Feed the hogs

and chickens,

orphaned or

abandoned calves.

Everything waits

for chores!

 

Tanka

Haiku             Senryu               MicroPoems              Prose

Buddha's Revenge
Buddha's revenge
for the violence of man
a serene smile
his lotus flower
cleanses my heart

Night Wanderer
she waits and watches
black tail slowly twitching
a night wanderer
Venus looms in the predawn
stalking the sunrise

Ladybug Eats
real visions of
tasting her sweet essence
we laze on a quilt
while a ladybug
consumes an aphid

Indians and Bosses
injuns on warpath
cavalry to the rescue
sepia dream fades
the boss is yelling again
looking to count coup




Cowboy Dreams
a dream of my youth
red injuns on the warpath
sepia fades to
technicolor cowboys
in jeeps, herding cattle




True Riches
a thief took it all
no riches remained
and then I found
you in my arms ... true
riches can't be stolen




Rumbling Thunder
long rumbling thunder
shakes the earth, as lightning
flickers thru the clouds
uneasy laughter attends
our strained embrace





Lonely Mockingbird
a mockingbird
on my porch railing
singing his desire
Put A Spell On You
lingered in the summer air




Cell Phone
my cell phone
as hushed as
snowfall
  our argument
    stilled

Hiawatha

Hiawatha

and lovely Minnehaha

lived by Pictured Rocks

the mother of waters

Lake Superior

Chasing Fireflies

mason jar

filled with fireflies

laughing children

dance in the gloaming

on a summer eve

Muse
the muse and I
argue interminably
my ability to
stumble over wording
baffles and amuses her

Love And Loss

an empty vase

filled with memories

of love and loss

the smell of roses

when I think of her



Grateful
the flowering earth
when spring follows winter
is the soft warmth of
your firm breasts pressed
against my grateful arm








Flycatchers
sharing the porch

with two flycatchers

we watch the rain

and chatter
amongst ourselves





Saved Stuff
pondering saved stuff
photos from my youth
dusty first aid box
springs of plum blossoms
my first time with you







Karma
Be careful
how you treat others
... karma
will rear its head and
bite you in the ass

Tiananmen
his family charged
the price of the bullet with
which he was murdered
Tiananmen heroes
quietly vanished

Mephistopheles
Mephistopheles ~
offered a rich life in ~
exchange for my soul ~
the hole in my sole ~
continues to grow

Shadow Love
sun and clouds battle
each attempting dominance
shadows come and go
a fickle lover ... she is
in and out of my life

Silence v Noise
when silence beckons ~
I seem to open my mouth ~
long winter night
fades into a short holiday
shouting at each other






Humus
rotting leaves add ~
to unknown generations ~
of forest humus ~
a future as compost ~
the whole enchilada!






Trimming the Tree
crackle and snap
of a roaring fire
loud pop
of a dropped ball
while trimming the tree






Cold Idyll

quiet city street
frozen puddle in gutter
warm glow from windows
laughter at the corner pub
slight smile for my cold idyll






Life and Love

life consumes today
does not need tomorrow
love denied grows weak
life and love together
our guarantee our being

Watching the moon wane~

autumn's march toward winter~

my minds eye sees you~

young and in the bloom of life~

caring for my aged bones

the dead are not gone ~

they live in us with malice ~

until ~

we find a belief in our ~

own grace and integrity

 

 

Touch

I think of your touch
even so innocently
and heat fires my loins
side by side, fingers enlaced
my eyes boast to all who see

Kiss

your figure a kiss

my lustful lips crave relief

greedy nakedness

posing, your cerebral brush

colors my carnality

touch the name
memories flow through me
no barrier between
arm in arm, old and young
no distance or time intrudes

Lucy

asleep, feel a weight
know ere I wake what I'll see
Lucy stares and purrs
lovely face inches from mine
'feed me now' is her mantra








Goodbye

thinking of the day~
so very much like this one~
when you said goodbye~
I see all my tomorrows~
becoming millenniums





Listen

listen intently ~
a rush of adrenaline ~
heart beats are steady ~
flood of relief surges through ~
calm returns, until next time






Wind

warm wind changes
blasts from the north
chill on my skin
delightful difference
summer is done






Breeze

Autumn breeze brings cool
Summer surrenders, sullen
Leaves turn gold, russet
Flutter to earth, grudgingly
Accepting winter's embrace





Night

blacker than the night ~
Only the ever watchful ~
eyes give her away ~
ears twitch, searching the dark ~
for her next tasty repast.

Better, I think... more traditional

blacker than midnight ~
the ever watchful eyes ~
give her away ~
ears twitch, search the dark ~
for her next tasty delight.