Looking Glass Redux
A fairy tale collage
Mocking the tales
Tortoise in party
Because he tort-oise
With purpoise
A New Year prevails
Not melancholy now
as chirping Lory
With no one legged master
…or older sis-tory
Dreaming in gold
Amidst the clatter
Shouldered by ears
Long John’s silver tongue
of plundering ear-as
Alice’s poetry rants
A confused recited trance
The scales up and down
silly melodies crooned
at party full of clowns
the hat is large
a morphous shell
no reply to why
ravens like writing desks
my-oh-my
pondering over
a riddler crossing
an emerald city road
painted in pink
awaiting a bitty-toad
fairy tale fractured
the hare is long gone
so slow and sure
no race at all
Alice has no an-sure
2-10-15 DeaBeePea
Punch and Judy
Nothing wrong with Punch and Judy?
it's been around since fourteen hundred
or does it condone
the violence of home
Mock hangings on heritage day
popular with children in ration
a complaining culture
suing our fashion
just look at the facts
Punch beats his wife
belts a baby no revel
policeman, hangman and Devil
British seaside culture
Bottler and punchman
busking engagements and private parties
with Joey the Clown so hearty
A crocodile’s scowl
a skeleton’s glower
Cinderella tale
A cruelty of will
A stick and run-ins
ghosts and final foes
required elements
for audience to glow?
extravagant relief
not moral and instructive
no model of conduct
harmless outrage in belief
statement of roles
mocking in stereo
percussive sounds
knocked about our souls
DeaBeePea 2-6-14
Image 2
Peachy
Sun lotion capsuled
in the sands of bal masque
near sundials hands
tinted for play
the grinning teeth
of ancient mollusks time
on blanketed waves
covering silver sublime
the beachcombers part
brushing with rest
toweling breezes
kissing with zest
salty air
singing no despair
frolicking passion
the shoreline of hearts
DeaBeePea 2-6-15
The Elbow
officially
a synovial hinge joint
but there are many variations
and applications in point
humerus in upper arm
so kindly joined
to radius and ulna in fore
freeing our hands from core
a cubital form
that can be attacked
by tendonitis and fractures
and infectious pain racked
A length of pipe
a sharp bend to redirect
a quick turn in river or road
new path to resurrect
a jostled frenzy
bumped and bruised
or nudged in tease
to satirically displease
out at the elbows
in second-hand apparel
or lacking money
a perpetual peril
Snugly close at hand
a sleuthing snoop in snare
raising arm like a chair
or a waincotting's gyre
Yes, it does occasionally
get in the way
I knock it often in skitter
which makes me titter
but elbows are useful
but my parents said
never on table
or you won't be fed
DeaBeePea 2-7-15
MOUNTAIN CABIN
embellishment
essance
of bastard toadflax
cedar scent
illimitably spent
croaking and squawks
evoking
martens chasing
river erasing
shores inviting
trickles and leaves
rocky greaves
sitting
blustery fire
chinking divorced
aging bole
logged in past
as raging rain
and firebox stew
bring solemn peace
room for hearts dreams
romantic shemes
the weedy path
to water so bright
the chimney espousing
exhausting, not rousing
carousing hands
busy as bees
wrapping love in trees
branches tickle
gifts of mickle
faith in indigenuity
silent thoughts
close to myself
vacation to share
with numenity so bare
DeaPea 11-5-14
Ginghamic Evolution
a textilic yarn
wefted and kind
carded, medium or fine
a Dutch tradition to bind
once was striped
then changed to check
duplication
perpindicular fleck
fitting shell for fashion
then on it's own merit
iconic in dress
as starlets did wear it
Dorothy was blue
Bardot in pink
gingham had risen
seemingly in blink
from Daphne blue
to kittenish tones
from prairie winds
to sirenish sones
it came and went
but art nouveau
tended to be
without this squarish row
but it's tranquil grace
and sweet nubility
reminds of of alteration
we resist in inculpability
DeaPea 11-10-14
MAIL SAIL
the box sits alone
name announcing
pride and joy
it cruises ahoy
to passers by
as if a vessel
floating a wave
the country gave
hellos and gooodbyes
so quickly strewn
memories instilled
anxiety refilled
cross the street
when it was discrete
lady in robe
as dew touches toes
barking dogs
cars warmed up
a letter to read
as coffee feeds
DeaPea 11-7-14
FAUCET
(photograph bu Marco Pucci)
Tapping
into home
comfort to impart
to sit my heart
Resolve my confrontations
cobblestones of thoughts
scattered spots
footsteps marking
Distant doors
beckoning lair
choice to chair
meetings or solitude
Ideas on path
to driveways of renown
sprinkling our lawns
that pets have signed brown
And blades of green
hold dew
in our eyes
foreseen
On and off, chilly and fresh
children evading
streams to outlast
in screaming blast
Roofed in symbol
safe in image
kindness and obligation
dreams that scrimmage
DeaPea 11-11-14
Amorous Aroma
Sleepless nights
interrupted dreams
twitchy feet
grasshopper song recite
Unexpected stutters
forgetfull and dumb
empty pockets
gifts and bows and rum
Driving in daze
care for clothes
dust off tie
holding hands with rose
Singing in shower
looking at flowers
second glass
wine to toast
Kissing goodbye
waiting for phone
to ring in tone
answer calm, hiding delight
Thinking of years
in pair to play
the perfect glove
It smells of love...
DeaPea 11-12-14
FILM NOIR
The 39 Steps
counter-espionage
roaming hills
in lying fear and chills
The Manchurian Candidate
a recurring nightmare
brainwashed storm
hidden objective formed
Seven Days in May
overthrowing heart
disguised in caring fate
disarmed with hate
The letter Z
satire of power
deceptive glower
he lives as dead
Advise and Consent
a hidden past bent
perjuring his faith
in freedom's name
Notorious
two-and-a-half minutes
key in hand
osculation so coy and grand
Touch of Evil
madness sprung in jeers
in brotheled devises
the game leg that hears
The Big Sleep resigns
spinning in confusion
seductive intrusions
and hair dropped in trance
Chinatown in disruption
aldulterous corruption
bandaged courage
a nose for intrigue
11-13-14
BLINK
a blurring cat
a speeding car
a sudden downpour
teeming lore
an Oscar flasher
a low-neckline bombshell
a shooting star
visions afar
a wall of hail
a burst of flame
a deer in dance
in my sudden glance
a jet black cloud
an orange sky
a blinding sunset
horizons have met
a line in chorus
a band of brass
an audience so deep
our emotions steep
a blizzard to imprison
a building that soars
a smile that evokes
passions stoked
DeaPea 11-15-14
SIGNS
distant signs
miles left
time acknowledged
but direction splayed
designs...
going home
or commencement plan
indicators all around
nesting pillars
found...
resting logs
skybound trees
foggy mist
chimneys of breath
exist...
laughter binds
causeway extends
friends belong
throwing stones
signs...
DeaPea 11-5-14
WRINGER
pasta machine
kneading dough
layering filo
turkey bones
and vegetables grown
and fabric starred
by the running yard
flour and yeast
loaves in feast
pine nut pesto
gourmet manifesto
Heathkit sounds
yellow yolk
on margarine white
hooking rugs
and balsa flight
amplitude modulation
lye of ash
bacterial cessation
salish loom
wicker broom
needle and thread
stitching shred
the rubber bung
seal the wine
so young,
paper and pen
diary sung
and always find
the
searching mind
DBP 11-3-14
Bill of Sale
Sale so quaint
picturesque
poverty faint
so luminesque
a Town of shores
of bunts and trawls
billowing sails
and playful pails
Bill was old
a fisher of tale
lingering on beach
wandering in dale
once so celled
stealing bread
starving, not dwelled
now kindly in age
generous in time
provider of sea
and stories in rhyme
amortized faith
potato and kelp
love not mortgaged
community help
rising and setting
laughing and crying
village in mourning
William is dying
a wake will be held
celebrate in guilt
past errors made
forgiveness staid
a legend protected
faith insurrected
the children hail
Bill of Sale
11-3-14
SILO
the beautiful monoliths
reaching for stars
is their contents a feed
destined for Mars
a message of brotherhood
cylindrical sharing
quiet on farm
but universally blaring
the chutes and ladders
adorning the silo
with tattered arms
like Venus de Milo
ancient and strong
a livestock's breath
an Antioch sculpture
whose falling would be death
DeaBeePea 9-25-16
YESTERDAY
Yesterday when I was young
the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
but although some memories are strong
there is a narrowing throng
and it seems that what is now
is beginning to raise my brow
I sometimes want to hold on
to the bittersweet and special past
but as time lingers on
I rely on my angry blasts
despite their turbulence
they actually make me laugh
and I sometimes see myself
in my humanistic seraph
Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
but from the other vantage
they stick with their disadvantage
but they remind me of who I am
bursting the emotional dam
I ask so often how
these things transpired so recklessly
but I suppose the answer
teases me so fecklessly
the experience of wonderment
is the story of my words
as I shake my head in amazement
at yesterday's singing birds
DeaBeePea 9-25-16
Thank you to P. McCartney and Herbert Kretzmer
REFUGEE
taking refuge
from fear and hate
we look for that welcoming
golden gate
sometimes we run
with conspicuous dare
other times we hide
with a fear to confide
someday we must hope
and try to build
a world that is home
a peaceful guild
it could be considered
I'm an exile from sin
but friendship consoles
and quiets the din
so let's share this status
of evacuee from that
which we try to avoid
like a suspicious cat
DeaBeePea 9-25-16
