my adjectives caressed her nouns
my adverbs followed her actions closely
and with a keen sense of direction,
my prepositions tracked and guided
her every placement and position
but, by her lackadaisical use of punctuation
I misread her meaning completely
now I am just another unreferenced pronoun
replaced by him , a dangling clause

if I spent my whole life dreaming
I wouldn’t hurt a soul
you can have your real world
and the bell for whom it tolls
fly the squareness of your blanket
from your stuck and steady pole
use the iron in your magnate
for the shoeing of your foal
you can push the evil button
and blow your erstwhile horn
your achievements are bereavements
golden medals made of corn

so batter down your hatches
and tear at things you’ve torn
make up things convincing
while I’m dancing with the faun

smell the roses on the way
a saying often used
to encourage awareness of the day

amiable, perfumed petals
the aroma of harmony
the joys of living
captured within....
the bloom forever true

unfailing redolent bouquet
steadfastly soothing
... one can forget
lurking out of sight
there are prickles

and some seasons
the barb jags the finger

for each chance we take
a lesson is learned
while both flower and thorn
share the telling

Heirs of this dark earth,
You must wait for your due

None are yet certain
What Legacy holds

The bright and emboldened few
Own the truth, bound and trussed up with string

They hold it close to their chests, a privation of history,
A great and inglorious thing

So, what does Mother sing to you?
As you lie in the scarlet room

What promise, what hope, what lies beyond
The walls of the waiting womb?

Pain grips my body,
forcing me to face
my own mortality

i will conquer it
until its sting fades
and I can rise again

Until then,
wait for me, dear friends
for I will return to you,
once again.

ABOUT CLOCKS

Tick tock
time marks the clock
each hour lives
and then it dies
the days slide
one into the other,

waiting for the shoe to drop
cannot stop
what is to be,
watch T.V. to stay away
from me.
violence . insanity
no hope for mankind.

Lonely in my own fear
the minutes hard to bear
terror strikes suddenly
can't shut off the mind
whirling out of control
memories that remind.
Mortality,

HERE I COME AGAIN

You compose it on my behalf
and
I will stamp it fast

I only know you do read
and
only you remain agreed
that my poetry does breed
but alas as Jess says
legs up in the air
come and read me,
if you can't come in
at least cum....
he does mean
and
now he is our poetry chef,
I can't or dare not take liberties
ere he mixes chillies
and
rum in my wine
and cuisine

but so be it

The frumious Bandersnatch,
so little understood
headed for his cottage
deep down in Tulgey wood,

Goldilocks went skipping by
and said to Bandersnatch,
“have you been out hunting
and bagged yourself a catch"?

The frumious Bandersnatch
ran on toward his house
as grumpy as a bear;
yet quicker than a mouse!

'twas then he called a lawyer
to moan about his case
telling him of slander
while tears ran down his face.

Love is sublime
keep awake and enjoy
whilst there is time
and youth’s fragrance
does beseech love
lovers seek day in day out
no rest!

then as the bottle bursts
times become worst
and age catches on
when balls become empty now

then sleep all the time
think of the kisses stolen
and spills happen
as time becomes old too
and to kick the bucket about are you