Desolation Through a Chain Link Fence
Power surges of memory
energy output spikes
a rupturing of integrity
in our emergency hikes
Metal vessels breathing steam
fallout ascends
a glasnost response
elusive hydrogen bends
And graphite of red
bitumen ceilings
the ladders of death
firemen’s reelings
Corium lava flows
in harmonious throes
with deceit and greed
the ending seed
The elephant's foot
a puddle of wrinkle
a dungeon of fear
where footsteps crinkle
Impossible they said
as they blindly watched
the dipygus axis
contorted in botch
Closed lakes and red forests
Crimson pine
Analogous to rust
tortured towers thrust
Thyroid explosions
And radiotrophic fungi
Bacteria’s fame
In tragedies lame
Wild boars not seen
and albino swallows
looking through the fence
at mankinds gallows
Walking away
from the closure of link
chained in sorrow
filling sadness with hopeful chink…
DeaPea 1-16-14
Waiting
while I wait
I ponder life
mistakes I made
and current strife
but then I look
at all my blessings
and realize
that I will wait
without distressing
DeaPea 1-13-14
Waiting #2
Waiting in line
so divine
looking at people
of strange design
picking their noses
twiddling thumbs
looking behind
to check lines incline
some people leave
my position improves
closer to clerk
who might be a jerk
an argument could ensue
red tape to adhere
but at least Ill be home soon
for an ice cold beer
DeaPea 1-13-14
Waiting #3
on the phone
please hold the line
patronage appreciated
we'll get to you in time
the music plays
drab and dull
I start a conversation
with imaginary skull
spooky noises
and cackles so mean
imposing my courage
which I lack in mien
the girl comes on
hearing my recitative
I'm embarrassed as heck
I think I must leave
12-13-14 Dea Pea
Hope
What if....
each person took turns
changing the world
demanding peace
our hearts unfurled
refreshing air
for us to breathe
and cleaning water
our health to sheathe
feeding the starved
with legume and fruit
creating smiles
with systems permute
giving rights
to the meek and mild
and giving hope
to a lonely child
making our vote
be turned to process
embracing our love
for cruelties recess
DeaPea 1-13-12
Unattached Shadows
I walk and spin
swiping in flail
my shadows clinging
in persevered assail
they tell me I'm a part
of light and dark
and message me in quiet
moody and stark
they dance when I do
those looming pests
and even surprise me
in bedrooms rest
but I will conquer
and detach these fellows
so I can wander
with no shade to mellow
DeaPea 1-14-14
Shades
Yellow is sweet saffron
A golden stigma
Picrocrocin bouquet
Singing from hay
Red… an ashen essence
Fiery and hot
Smokey in mist
As coal’s choirs hiss
Orange is the savour
Of pumpkin’s nectarous flavour
Cozy and kind
Soothing to mind
Blue is the ocean
Salts odor a potion
Touching my notion
Romance’s wave
Purples passion
The balm so pungent
A kiss of wine
Plummy and fine
Green life’s smell
Wind’s pollen message
The oil of mint
Creating watery glint
DeaPea 1-15-14
Paramount Theatre March 1st 1937... Benny Goodman... The Swing Era is born...
Benny's crew
back to New York
in radio fame
booked for matinee
before Claudette
not expecting
much response
some regret
weary from travel
one-night journeys
Palomar
to Congress Hotel
and Let's Dance tourney
Sing, Sing, Sing
Krupa's sticks
flailing rhythms
Henderson plan
so slick
line up forever
stage is rising
spilling aisles
audience in jitter
improvising
forty-three minutes
swing era's beginning
I sit-up up in daze
struck with silence
arms go down
my trumpet withdrawn
my song renown
a smile of pleasure
Shakespearian jazz
so played
a player on stage
my dream astray
DeaPea 1-17-14
An Ode to Salomon August Andrée
Three years before
century twenty began
A dream to reach
The infamous pole was planned
In hydrogens care
ballooning with dare
leaving Danskøya
in heralded flair
The three men began
in mishaps clasp
Gondola ropes
Losing their grasp
They were their guide
Ruddering glide
Doomed from start
No way to hide
The ice and wind
Winding off course
floating ice
a converging force
North to Svalbard
Snowy tundra too craggy
Fatigue and illness
Enlarging the stillness
pulling dogless sleds
Finally reached land
But lasting two weeks
in drone of white sand
Two men found in tent
Andree alone
Polar bear ingestion
And parasitic moan
aft years thirty three
a grand event
the finding of peril
and camp of debris
a prisoner of fame
hoopla and faith
never turning back
when failure had reigned
DeaPea 12-17-14
"......"
I cannot speak for silence
the words just slip away
I sit in ponder
as the sounds turn grey
my head starts to sing
as the quiet rings
why is it thunderous?
this laughing ovation
It begins to quell
as I adapt to reticence
I fear infiltration
a break of peace and innocence
I begin to write
as the clarity explodes
creative juices
begging in goad
My heart begins to speak
dreams in clear
a spinning realm
a muted mirror
12-17-14 DeaPea