Tag Archives: poetry

Slow descent into madness, Listen to Christopher Walken and Alan Parsons Project read Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Raven”

[blockquote source=”Edgar Allan Poe”] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “’Tis some visiter,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber […]

sunday afternoon

black coffee pounding def beats through my veins a jazz rift drifts like dead flies against the newscaster’s sand blasted voice scratching head lines across my brain. senior prison officers pimping passes for pussy, didn’t see that one coming, male guards female prisoners human beings in denial of their base instincts. ann abramovich knows the […]


Her breasts bounce in step with each step on the step master they bounce, Like over-filled water balloons on a string, they bounce. Sweat drips slowly between her crevasse We lick our lips like on a hot summer day, standing before a merchant’s stall of freshly cut water melons, full of thirst She steps. Process […]

two live wires

It isn’t nice to be naked. Two live wires, hot, exposed, to dangerous to touch together under the night sky. Dark, unyielding, no moon to light the way toward salvation and bliss. A kiss delivered on velvet lips awaiting the morning dew to deliver parched lips from a thousand nights of thirst. Process notes: I […]

in search of peace

III.  in search of peace I searched for peace but could not find her on the troubled city streets I climbed a mountain seeking peace in the clouds, but saw only gun-smoke rising from heated barrels I listened by a babbling brook for peace’s soothing song, but heard only the drowning voices of the thirsty […]

dark eyes

i want to know the story written in her sad, dark eyes i wonder why she cries at night, her sad, dark eyes never smile, but captivate, trance like pleading, needing sad, dark eyes i want to know the pain they hide and hold the softest touch the tilted chin the lightest kiss to ease […]


Got my Lucky Strikes and Jesus doll Pinup girl in yellow shorts pouts love Through lips red as the dawn sky on The fourth of July, I’m ready to roll Cowboy hat no Texan to stand Jack Daniels and Coke drank separate like a man, I hitch a ride south on ninety nine Door opens […]