gliding through it all
the monstrous White
riding in a birch bark sleigh
powered by emperor penguins
they whisk me away to fate
helpless to overturn the verdict of karma
nevertheless, relieved to be done with the whole hot mess
on the horizon a light pulses
still too far off to make out
even if I squint and strain
it wouldn’t matter anyway
I’m so there
the penguins work in silence
single minded, well trained
mercilessly precise
I dare not call out to them in a humorless voice
“Are we there yet?”
Category Archives: Poetry
I walk Las Vegas streets through heat and rain
Invisible to Tourist seeking aces
Oblivious to loneliness and pain
She tells herself that I am just insane
And looks at me with scorn upon her faces
I walk Las Vegas streets through heat and rain
Her fear of me; it never seems to wane
No matter neon lights, exotic places
Oblivious to loneliness and pain
Compassion isn’t something she can feign
She sees me as a thing she usually maces
I walk Las Vegas streets through heat and rain
Tenderness is lost in the refrain
Of melodies of hearts with frantic paces
Oblivious to loneliness and pain
Equanimity is ever on the wane
Equality applies to higher races
I walk Las Vegas streets through heat and rain
Oblivious to loneliness and pain
Mildred Floyd
complained a lot
she griped and moaned
and blamed a lot
she never gave
an inch your way
she mourned tomorrow
yesterday
she filled her mind
with fear and doubt
then found out
what love’s about
peacocks stormed
the dooryard
chasing off
the chickens
with much
iridescent fanfare
Wylde Abandyn 05/02/05
the dog was named Lucifer
the color of dirt gone bad
crazy eyed, ascruffle
from a hardscrabble life
it didn’t deter me
I took him home and
fed him chicken tenders
and that made
all the difference
Wylde Abandyn 06/17/05
