Long Understated Poems

"Candy Girl" - 2



He had been watching her from the far end of the Ice Bar, where he was sitting propped up on an ice ledge which was cushioned in plush Reindeer hide and Yak...

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They came from as far a way as New York and Dallas Texas. The class of 1981 wasn't a large class, it was the very first class of a very very private school. Their school,...

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My jubilant latent, nascent poetic tribute to black history month

Which acknowledgement ought to be year round,
similar to altruistic, humanistic, and philanthropic
unconditional acceptance and respect
crafted with the following words 
mostly written January 23rd, 2023,
cuz I, (a...

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Two days passed without event before the ceremony to re-inter Joulupukki's parents began.  Because of where it was being held, the number of elves to participate had to be limited.  With the last...

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Reading Csikszentmihalyi again,
whose last name would be Csikszenti,
if Mihaly, his first name,
need not also bring up the rear of his family name,
which has nothing to do with anything that follows,
I am sure you are already...

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My nascent poetic tribute to black history month

more apropos and alternately titled: 
praise to thee people 
of variegated melanin color,
whose immense understated improvements
and enhancement of webbed wide world
worth more than paltry words
of yours truly can...

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My favorite radio show
is Wait...Wait, Don't Tell Me!
on NPR near you.

But, it has bothered me,
over the years,
a snagging voice in sign-off background,
threatening the host will see me again next week,
as if that was the answer...

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I'm not comfortable
talking about racial differences,

Or even racial
or sensual similarities.

I know what you mean
or maybe I do.
Something intimate and personal
about melanin
and hair qualities
and what lies red-blooded
under shared and segregated skin.

I remember when long hair quantity
was...

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Selfish L. was the meanest most selfish dad I have never met. I met his grandchild who explained his almost always loving father, Little A’s sorry story to me.  Little A, a loving man,...

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I used to have a rainbow, I could see it all the time

For some reason it left me, I’m still not quite sure why
Every day I look for it, waiting for it to shine
Every night...

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I just found myself clicking and
reading one of my favorite poet's Jennifer Proxenos poem's called
An Early Addiction

In which she spells out her joy
and love for poetry and how she 
got started

Which inspired me to try...

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Staff rod in hand, and on my feet a pair of good hardy leather shoes
Set off onto the bight coastal track to a view of many colourful hues

In four score plus nine of my years;...

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Form: Monorhyme
Indigos, light workers, empaths are hear
Struggling to change the errors of yesteryear

Power, money, corruption and greed
Will no longer be the motive that leads

The 60's, the freedom, they tried with defiance
The ones in power had...

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My verse has been chosen as Poem of the Month at Sherborne Abbey!

The curious offerings of sacristans
Are given in obscure humility
The symbol of the cupping of the hands
Enshrines the essence of this mystery
The dawn unlocked;...

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Up north there are four seasons in a year…a fact that cannot be debated.
In Florida, however, those four season are more subtle and understated.

In fact, the seasons come to Florida in a kind of disarray…
It...

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I sit under that banyan tree
The same one we met under once
We were in our own world
Despite the blazing guns

The winds caressed your cheeks
The birds sang paying homage to your beauty
Your hair in which I...

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Political Celebrity
By Franklin Price
8/19/2015

Political celebrity, lets you have your way.
All the networks want you, it really helps their day.
Increases all their ratings, just to show your face.
The others, politicians, are not even in the race.

To...

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While ambling down the boulevard,
I spied a swanky canopy.
As member of the avant-garde,
The classy bistro suited me.

When greeted by the maitre'd,
I nonchalantly said, "Just one."
He smiled and nodded graciously.
My gourmand venture had begun.

As soon as...

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The esteemed guests streamed into the candle lit
Foyer and dissolved into a sea of idle courtly ritual,
Landowners, majors, magistrates, slender maidens 
And fair matrons all slithered into the modestly gilded hall so
Discreetly adorned by understated...

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He seemed an ordinary boy
until he found the supreme joy
of snowboarding, made it an art
in which no one can take a part
without recalling Craig, and how
he was the start of all that’s now.

He is recognized...

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Just Another Poet

I sit alone in shadows and pray someday you know it.
My heart is on the line and I'm just another poet.
Writing lyrics made for songs about the days gone by.
Sharing laughs along the...

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I stroll leisurely along the avenue 
as silent trees stand sentinel.	
Not one leaf rustles or whispers; 
no branch breathes or even sighs.
No gust catches me off guard 
at the top of the hill so that...

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I stroll leisurely along the avenue as silent trees stand sentinel.	
Not one leaf rustles or whispers; 
no branch breathes or even sighs.
No gust catches me off guard at the top of the hill 
so that...

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Oh the taste of sweet temptation, 
Revitalizes dormant imagination.
So delicious and readily handy,
Shall I partake of forbidden candy?
Spontaneity is an understated treasure,
It’s delightful value hard to measure.
Escape from this rut would be nice,
Liven up my...

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It's coming,
  don't close your eyes or fall asleep
  the fall of democracy could happen this very week.
Republicans pass bills unread
  that hurt the average Joe, Jill and Ted
  while waiting...

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