Without wisdom
in those who teach,
... would this create poverty?
Those who exhort
... without pause
render either parody, or jest?
Empowering others
without comedy, without employ
works to confuse Plebes?
Phoebe has no message to forward;
Browse, I am the poet, browse
because I do not need to explain
... not now,
Beings in my poems, Sir,
I do not have to name.
Though they are you.
As the words can be few.
To the end read through
between the lines, read through.
Patrick Darnell (2000)
Monday, April 30, 2012
Noah
As he got older
His hearing sharpened
His hair did not thin
He didn't need much sleep ...
Instructions received
by Noah and his family:
Two of each animal
Two of each living thing
Two of each living thing in Earth
and Seven of each clean animal.
Patrick Darnell
His hearing sharpened
His hair did not thin
He didn't need much sleep ...
Instructions received
by Noah and his family:
Two of each animal
Two of each living thing
Two of each living thing in Earth
and Seven of each clean animal.
Patrick Darnell
Is Clinton Autistic?
Hampered with self-stimulatory
deficiency?
He seems to have tunnel vision.
Is his life, or lack of,
a series of short stories?
Can I diagnose broadly:
according to social interaction ...
communication, or lack of,
Stereo-typical patterns of bad behavior
a marked impairment in
use of non-verbal behavior.
Patrick Darnell (2000)
deficiency?
He seems to have tunnel vision.
Is his life, or lack of,
a series of short stories?
Can I diagnose broadly:
according to social interaction ...
communication, or lack of,
Stereo-typical patterns of bad behavior
a marked impairment in
use of non-verbal behavior.
Patrick Darnell (2000)
I am, You are
You care not if
I am totally yours,
or totally not yours?
That is your love?
Be careful
that you not spoil me
For you see
I am experiencing
some things here
for the very first time
Maybe you have it mastered,
is it in your suffering?
In askance
of all who respond
to you,
Now must respond to us.
Responding as if
for the first time again,
With this
unnerving desire
to express it
... is a fester.
Patrick Darnell (Aug 23, 1993)
I am totally yours,
or totally not yours?
That is your love?
Be careful
that you not spoil me
For you see
I am experiencing
some things here
for the very first time
Maybe you have it mastered,
is it in your suffering?
In askance
of all who respond
to you,
Now must respond to us.
Responding as if
for the first time again,
With this
unnerving desire
to express it
... is a fester.
Patrick Darnell (Aug 23, 1993)
Sunday, April 29, 2012
I Drive a Truck
by Pat Darnell
I drive a truck
that's got something written
...on the side
I drive a truck
it's got something written
...on the side
It says Micro Mickey's
Double D-D's
Carpet Cleaning
Specialties and Supplies
Honk if you like.. it says...
if you like the way I drive
I drive a truck
wid' that written
on the side
I got no where
to go that
I can really hide
Mickey thinks its funnyI might drive to Alabama
I don't see it all that way
he don't have to drive it
like I drive it around all day...
I might drive to Oceanside
I might drive to Odessa
Or Columbus, Ohi'
Or maybe Argentina;
People allus' honkin' at me
...nowhere can I hide, in'a
truck with them things...
...written on the side
if you see me out a truckin'
remember how I...
...remember how I ride
please don't...
please don't honk at me
when you read...
...when you read what's
written on the side.
Lot's of trucks goin' by
...going by all day and night
"You the only one I can trust
with all those supplies..."
Says Mickey D D to my cries.
Blue, silver-tan; green and white
lot's of trucks going by
I'm feelin' so uptight....
Some of them got something...
something written on their side...
I drive D-D's truck...
...cannot shuck ya and jive...
cannot lay down dirty and die--
You know Mickey: I cannot tell you lies
I sure am wishin' that I was not denied...
'sure wish I could,
...could a' instead a' drive --
Could a' instead a' drive
a Harley Davidson Electra Glide
Lawd a'mercy... Lawd alive--
please deliver me, Lawd
...deliver me from this
...this delivery truck I drive
wi' all that mess
...all that mess,
written up on its side.
[Endorsed by The P Darnell and Arthur T Reading Rainbow Write at least one Poem a Week Coalition 1986 - 2009]
Patrick Darnell (2009)
Addled Ambulations
Resource notes taken,
goes directly into paper,
re-write up to three drafts,
handled and edited later
FedEx waits at my door
depending on paper cuts
mind, body, and soul sore
this rhyme sucks more 'n more
Sometimes I get so tired
and bloody, I just let it go,
regardless of the stage it is in,
walk away, slip away pliered
Sometimes I hang in
for harmony obfuscated
Sometimes focus abated
from beginning to end,
which makes sensual
harmonious voice,
brilliant content and style
as if a palette choice
with plan visual
and a foot in the eternal
Often focus fraught,
and my humor is not --
really start to stooper
sounding like a Hoover.
Addled ambulates
damaging briefs
in long winded tides
pressure sucking out insides
Much befuddlement
esoteric rudiments
languages, logarithms
algorithms, audacity
condensation equality
balanced formulations,
postulated reason,
simple formula
in judicial sensing
canceled bail out
thought opinion in
faulty grammar cleansing
Is that more eloquent,
more efficient stuff
more concise intention
than declaration suffocation
In conjured systems
and time lagged creations
due to counselors
and others whose
eyes do not want to face
myths of truth's roots
Yet, they that are just file clerks,
inefficient at that...
that anyone places trust in
Postulate that crap
Because I am older enciting
have been creative 42 years
drafting, designing, certifying
just to be nullified by peers
printing, painting, presenting
trading at shows,
I jam as much
into assignment
as possible;
TEXT me tomorrow ..
OK?
pat. pend. / Pat Darnell
Patrick Darnell (2009)
goes directly into paper,
re-write up to three drafts,
handled and edited later
FedEx waits at my door
depending on paper cuts
mind, body, and soul sore
this rhyme sucks more 'n more
Sometimes I get so tired
and bloody, I just let it go,
regardless of the stage it is in,
walk away, slip away pliered
Sometimes I hang in
for harmony obfuscated
Sometimes focus abated
from beginning to end,
which makes sensual
harmonious voice,
brilliant content and style
as if a palette choice
with plan visual
and a foot in the eternal
Often focus fraught,
and my humor is not --
really start to stooper
sounding like a Hoover.
Addled ambulates
damaging briefs
in long winded tides
pressure sucking out insides
Much befuddlement
esoteric rudiments
languages, logarithms
algorithms, audacity
condensation equality
balanced formulations,
postulated reason,
simple formula
in judicial sensing
canceled bail out
thought opinion in
faulty grammar cleansing
Is that more eloquent,
more efficient stuff
more concise intention
than declaration suffocation
In conjured systems
and time lagged creations
due to counselors
and others whose
eyes do not want to face
myths of truth's roots
Yet, they that are just file clerks,
inefficient at that...
that anyone places trust in
Postulate that crap
Because I am older enciting
have been creative 42 years
drafting, designing, certifying
just to be nullified by peers
printing, painting, presenting
trading at shows,
I jam as much
into assignment
as possible;
TEXT me tomorrow ..
OK?
pat. pend. / Pat Darnell
Patrick Darnell (2009)
Pre-Rumble
I am born
a perfecting man
a sound
low rumbling
philosophy, yes.
Tried in established
patterns, with substance,
with improvements.
Corrections are made
and lessons learned
through mimicry
Yet while I live
rustle me up
some boulders'
and build me
a pyramid
to land on
when I'm dead.
And tape up my ducts
carve a sarcophagus
for my bed
surround me with
jewels from toe to head.
Going from unborn
to beyond dead,
As I want to
rumble the future
when they take out
my sutures.
Patrick Darnell
a perfecting man
a sound
low rumbling
philosophy, yes.
Tried in established
patterns, with substance,
with improvements.
Corrections are made
and lessons learned
through mimicry
Yet while I live
rustle me up
some boulders'
and build me
a pyramid
to land on
when I'm dead.
And tape up my ducts
carve a sarcophagus
for my bed
surround me with
jewels from toe to head.
Going from unborn
to beyond dead,
As I want to
rumble the future
when they take out
my sutures.
Patrick Darnell
Tadpole
I evaluated myself
I analyzed my biology
Traced behavior
with half a brain
and that half
with the other half.
The process
was a comfort...
I was comforted though
confronted with failings
well, first, such anger ...
then fatigue
... a real cry baby;
Not a man; not a fool;
just weakling
... a tadpole, eeling
in a pond pool.
Tackling changes
and obstacle full
to and fro
with the whole school
Where leads
a life in the pond
but to a stranger life
upon the land?
Patrick Darnell (2000)
I analyzed my biology
Traced behavior
with half a brain
and that half
with the other half.
The process
was a comfort...
I was comforted though
confronted with failings
well, first, such anger ...
then fatigue
... a real cry baby;
Not a man; not a fool;
just weakling
... a tadpole, eeling
in a pond pool.
Tackling changes
and obstacle full
to and fro
with the whole school
Where leads
a life in the pond
but to a stranger life
upon the land?
Patrick Darnell (2000)
Lamentations
It should have been so different ...
I've cattle in my notebook;
To auction, to auction they go ...
With pigs in their stomachs
and nowhere to go ...
... but to auction, to auction they go.
Patrick Darnell (MooPig)
I've cattle in my notebook;
To auction, to auction they go ...
With pigs in their stomachs
and nowhere to go ...
... but to auction, to auction they go.
Patrick Darnell (MooPig)
Is Love
As rubber once;
challenged love
rebounds,
in life again
Yet to submit
is to be wise,
go to depths
and, heights it flies
Harbor hopes
in its constant tide
in patience and kindness
love cannot be denied.
Patrick Darnell
challenged love
rebounds,
in life again
Yet to submit
is to be wise,
go to depths
and, heights it flies
Harbor hopes
in its constant tide
in patience and kindness
love cannot be denied.
Patrick Darnell
Building Blocks of Young Adults
Structure like any structure
is only time, space, and dates ...
also place ... but
Time causes all the fussing;
Time draws the constant linear
that society needs when it is aware;
Many in the present society
have drawn lines in the sand
for sake of benevolence
altruism, and philanthropy...
Time must not advance
till these histrionic mileposts
are set... some would say --
[ ... ]
A helping hand
you can bet
will not come from
your fellow man!
Consider who you are
dealing with;
highly technological
illogical, detoured
data-packed
screw worm...
Theory tacks
and thumbnail hacks
sketches of guilt sacks!
Party to
many initiates
and apprenticeships
until met
the class of worker
who does nothing
until once free
to produce and bloom
then be compensated.
However, relate to
dilemmas
they shall plan
more months
in advance
weeks at a time
till things come to pass
Convert, invert,
challenge and confuse,
react.
Do things get better?
Easier than the climate --
that by the way,
makes one sick;
reminds them of mornings
inspires odd behaviors --
'n mixtures of water
times guilt
up built
upon heaps of complex blotters
Actions therefore deny
state of society
and blur the reason for existence
because numbers of
tasks remain unfinished.
And they are left
with the guilt-phobias
that never get extinguished
even in truth of personality
or diminished return on investments
while the push of time
leaves them bereft structures --
the building blocks of young adults.
Patrick Darnell
is only time, space, and dates ...
also place ... but
Time causes all the fussing;
Time draws the constant linear
that society needs when it is aware;
Many in the present society
have drawn lines in the sand
for sake of benevolence
altruism, and philanthropy...
Time must not advance
till these histrionic mileposts
are set... some would say --
[ ... ]
A helping hand
you can bet
will not come from
your fellow man!
Consider who you are
dealing with;
highly technological
illogical, detoured
data-packed
screw worm...
Theory tacks
and thumbnail hacks
sketches of guilt sacks!
Party to
many initiates
and apprenticeships
until met
the class of worker
who does nothing
until once free
to produce and bloom
then be compensated.
However, relate to
dilemmas
they shall plan
more months
in advance
weeks at a time
till things come to pass
Convert, invert,
challenge and confuse,
react.
Do things get better?
Easier than the climate --
that by the way,
makes one sick;
reminds them of mornings
inspires odd behaviors --
'n mixtures of water
times guilt
up built
upon heaps of complex blotters
Actions therefore deny
state of society
and blur the reason for existence
because numbers of
tasks remain unfinished.
And they are left
with the guilt-phobias
that never get extinguished
even in truth of personality
or diminished return on investments
while the push of time
leaves them bereft structures --
the building blocks of young adults.
Patrick Darnell
Patina
Personal thoughts
certain distillates
of character
precipitates
becoming
third person
Not a whip
nor a will
rather
a Bobolink
on a sill
by newsprint
crumpled
ink stained
moldy
songs of old
Protecting
images on glass
where paper marbles
and tears
and sand disintegrates
'n rubs off ancient silver
from photographs, not permanent
Memories of
lives and
substance
energies would
be lost otherwise
no physical evidence
left behind
save patina
protecting time
Things forever held
and felt in the mind.
Patrick Darnell (1.7.2001)
certain distillates
of character
precipitates
becoming
third person
Not a whip
nor a will
rather
a Bobolink
on a sill
by newsprint
crumpled
ink stained
moldy
songs of old
Protecting
images on glass
where paper marbles
and tears
and sand disintegrates
'n rubs off ancient silver
from photographs, not permanent
Memories of
lives and
substance
energies would
be lost otherwise
no physical evidence
left behind
save patina
protecting time
Things forever held
and felt in the mind.
Patrick Darnell (1.7.2001)
A Speech
Who will take the authority position, most oftener determined by experience, or, senior position?
In rich experiences, the ambition of authority comes with performance. Then authority leads the day, setting examples.
Should authority one day become vague, distant, and vacillating, the old defining rules are lost, no longer good enough.
Thus, most authority stems from check and balance ... status good, human affairs move forward ... status quo.
Reaching for the goal established by authority means one has accepted fear of traveling, even if saddled by a gauntlet of human error ...
Equal authorities would imply the same rationale of fear of playing roles.
The body of work is the journey, with evidences.
Patrick Darnell
In rich experiences, the ambition of authority comes with performance. Then authority leads the day, setting examples.
Should authority one day become vague, distant, and vacillating, the old defining rules are lost, no longer good enough.
Thus, most authority stems from check and balance ... status good, human affairs move forward ... status quo.
Reaching for the goal established by authority means one has accepted fear of traveling, even if saddled by a gauntlet of human error ...
Equal authorities would imply the same rationale of fear of playing roles.
The body of work is the journey, with evidences.
Patrick Darnell
Conquest
Like a hockey puck
to the gut
... Realization
Like a large dimensional
foot print on Mars
... Disclosure
Like severance of
a tether
... Deliverance
Like honey
on a brick
... Sticky
Like snow
on a mountain
... Unstable
Like Jesus
in a tomb
... Temporary.
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to the gut
... Realization
Like a large dimensional
foot print on Mars
... Disclosure
Like severance of
a tether
... Deliverance
Like honey
on a brick
... Sticky
Like snow
on a mountain
... Unstable
Like Jesus
in a tomb
... Temporary.
Patrick Darnell
Yellow Butterfly
Went to a funeral today
not for a man or a woman
... for a child.
She was four
... when last she breathed
She was four
... when last we breathed.
Patrick Darnell
not for a man or a woman
... for a child.
She was four
... when last she breathed
She was four
... when last we breathed.
Patrick Darnell
Kites over Tents
Slept they there
all night, under woven
canvas wall tents;
Gulf wind wove over
cloud steam and vapor
streaming all night;
Through bull rush salt grasses
drove mosquitoes
inland with clouds
Clouds pushing past
stationery moon
faced with foggy
eyed tears
Tents grommets
held fast
till wind relents
and is paced out;
Orion pops out
with its string of stars
tethered to dippers
And diamonds of clippers
set sail afar
kites over tents,
kites over tents.
Patrick Darnell (March 2001)
all night, under woven
canvas wall tents;
Gulf wind wove over
cloud steam and vapor
streaming all night;
Through bull rush salt grasses
drove mosquitoes
inland with clouds
Clouds pushing past
stationery moon
faced with foggy
eyed tears
Tents grommets
held fast
till wind relents
and is paced out;
Orion pops out
with its string of stars
tethered to dippers
And diamonds of clippers
set sail afar
kites over tents,
kites over tents.
Patrick Darnell (March 2001)
Spindles and Oil
Remorse
destructive course
And, many animals perish
while forests evaporate
with water dissipates
for what...?
Spindles and oil,
just, spindles and oil.
Patrick Darnell (2000)
destructive course
And, many animals perish
while forests evaporate
with water dissipates
for what...?
Spindles and oil,
just, spindles and oil.
Patrick Darnell (2000)
Seeing You
If I could not see
Well, then I could not see you
Nor, see the Hibiscus bloom
this morning with
Morning Glories
I could not have seen
those birds playin'
leaping frogs
and chirping stories
Or, the Mockingbird
splashing in puddles
from yesterday's rain
When you played
with your umbrella
on sidewalks and drains
with little fellas
If I could not see you
as you sway reaching
for your keys
on the window sill
I would still say
'This is the day
For which I pray.'
Patrick Darnell (9.21.1999)
Well, then I could not see you
Nor, see the Hibiscus bloom
this morning with
Morning Glories
I could not have seen
those birds playin'
leaping frogs
and chirping stories
Or, the Mockingbird
splashing in puddles
from yesterday's rain
When you played
with your umbrella
on sidewalks and drains
with little fellas
If I could not see you
as you sway reaching
for your keys
on the window sill
I would still say
'This is the day
For which I pray.'
Patrick Darnell (9.21.1999)
Children Sculpt with Water
I watch my
children sculpt with water
rather than hard clay
putting their world in order
emboldened hard play
Children sculpt with water
... water ever moving
catching light in lightning spray,
matches their shyness,
children sculptors who win this day.
Every drop a prism
casting colors all around
making a shroud for earth
mixing dust from the ground.
Patrick Darnell (10.16.1999)
children sculpt with water
rather than hard clay
putting their world in order
emboldened hard play
Children sculpt with water
... water ever moving
catching light in lightning spray,
matches their shyness,
children sculptors who win this day.
Every drop a prism
casting colors all around
making a shroud for earth
mixing dust from the ground.
Patrick Darnell (10.16.1999)
The Story of Carol Hoofen-nagle
Carol Hoofen-nagle
lived at 16th First Place
on Shastina's shadow
She is victim zero
of a dastard plague
that they call
Hoof in Navel
They have put
Wal-mart legal team
on it ... and ...
from Bentonville, Arkansas
they have solved it;
so they think...
By putting it in lay-away
three months to pay
on a no interest bearing
account, that way
they may have
saved the day!
Mr Harold Horseford
drove his Dodge truck
to the next mountainside
because he must decide
if Carol Hoofen-nagle
might become his bride
but Carol him denied
So Harold met and married
Randi Tapir, healthy, less harried
beauty from Shastina's mountainside
fresh as mountain countryside
Sorrow visited poor Harold
as Carol H died after four months
so sorrowful he, he left his wife,
left life as he knew it
... to sadly abide
on Shastina's mountainside.
Carol Hoofen-nagle was survived
by Lori Arkwright, who eyed
Ibid Deuteronomy ready and alive
to give her a ride atop Shastina
where they might study astronomy
Until she told Ibid of what
her dear sister, Carol had died
Ibid, he excused himself
ran down the mountainside
and into town to hide.
Along came Mr Harold Horseford
seeing Lori as she cried
reminding him much of Carol
he offered her too a ride
and ride she did
until in deep slumber
they both lied.
This story should
by now unravel
but it is an endless
mountain travel
up and down North California
Where strong men in Dodges
Keep two stables, they trade,
regardless of love-centric adages
and dread Hoof in Navel plague
Patrick Darnell (2000)
lived at 16th First Place
on Shastina's shadow
She is victim zero
of a dastard plague
that they call
Hoof in Navel
They have put
Wal-mart legal team
on it ... and ...
from Bentonville, Arkansas
they have solved it;
so they think...
By putting it in lay-away
three months to pay
on a no interest bearing
account, that way
they may have
saved the day!
Mr Harold Horseford
drove his Dodge truck
to the next mountainside
because he must decide
if Carol Hoofen-nagle
might become his bride
but Carol him denied
So Harold met and married
Randi Tapir, healthy, less harried
beauty from Shastina's mountainside
fresh as mountain countryside
Sorrow visited poor Harold
as Carol H died after four months
so sorrowful he, he left his wife,
left life as he knew it
... to sadly abide
on Shastina's mountainside.
Carol Hoofen-nagle was survived
by Lori Arkwright, who eyed
Ibid Deuteronomy ready and alive
to give her a ride atop Shastina
where they might study astronomy
Until she told Ibid of what
her dear sister, Carol had died
Ibid, he excused himself
ran down the mountainside
and into town to hide.
Along came Mr Harold Horseford
seeing Lori as she cried
reminding him much of Carol
he offered her too a ride
and ride she did
until in deep slumber
they both lied.
This story should
by now unravel
but it is an endless
mountain travel
up and down North California
Where strong men in Dodges
Keep two stables, they trade,
regardless of love-centric adages
and dread Hoof in Navel plague
Patrick Darnell (2000)
When I wasn't Looking
I saw you poised
... subject in a painting
... in a gallery
Then I met you,
... in a room
... when I wasn't looking
Felt like something more
... chance of meeting
... should've left it there
'Rebelled against
... better judgment
... got to know you more:
As you wanted the elder life
while retreated in your youth.
Patrick Darnell (1978)
... subject in a painting
... in a gallery
Then I met you,
... in a room
... when I wasn't looking
Felt like something more
... chance of meeting
... should've left it there
'Rebelled against
... better judgment
... got to know you more:
As you wanted the elder life
while retreated in your youth.
Patrick Darnell (1978)
You Decided to Live in a Fish Tank
To the fish tank to live
until a future day
you may emerge
possibly sterile.
For the day
was for you
... like yesterday
when peril
day in, day out
same as last year
the days...
... no one could reach you,
for your haste in climbing in.
A fish tank
of seawater
to be amongst
they who swim
eat, dodge,
and dart.
After they've gotten
used to you
and you to them
watching one another
... well, it's a start.
Patrick Darnell (1993)
until a future day
you may emerge
possibly sterile.
For the day
was for you
... like yesterday
when peril
day in, day out
same as last year
the days...
... no one could reach you,
for your haste in climbing in.
A fish tank
of seawater
to be amongst
they who swim
eat, dodge,
and dart.
After they've gotten
used to you
and you to them
watching one another
... well, it's a start.
Patrick Darnell (1993)
Cathedral
Moby is swimming the staircase
to the cathedral
It is a long staircase
almost unreachable
long to the landing
The unreachable cathedral
For now!
Spanning miles
holds them apart
but for a Moby
... a mile
is one single down-thrust.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (3.19.1991)
to the cathedral
It is a long staircase
almost unreachable
long to the landing
The unreachable cathedral
For now!
Spanning miles
holds them apart
but for a Moby
... a mile
is one single down-thrust.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (3.19.1991)
Troubles
Troubles, snares
too numerous
the world
used to be
pedestrian
Troubles, aware
too numerous
Earth cares
it once was
a garden
Troubles, compares
come to us
Earth in layers
once we were all
children in pairs
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
too numerous
the world
used to be
pedestrian
Troubles, aware
too numerous
Earth cares
it once was
a garden
Troubles, compares
come to us
Earth in layers
once we were all
children in pairs
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Anna Logg
Christians lead lives
of quiet simplicity
from a softly spoke
prophecy.
For their lives in
flesh and bone
are traded
for going home.
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of quiet simplicity
from a softly spoke
prophecy.
For their lives in
flesh and bone
are traded
for going home.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Hide, Hide, Hideaway
An awaited storm came
I escaped to my fantasy castle
pieces of environment
blew all over in the wind
... like tassels
Elderly people
got scattered, some
... drowned
overwhelmed in vacuum
of thunderheads
And dust swirled
in Autumn sky
raised inordinate reactions
to fabulous stimuli
Play today inside
hide, hide, hideaway,
here in the puppet palace
moan and whine all day
sit in my center of calm
amid swirling gale tide
Play today, but,
... hide, hide hideaway.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (3.20.2000)
I escaped to my fantasy castle
pieces of environment
blew all over in the wind
... like tassels
Elderly people
got scattered, some
... drowned
overwhelmed in vacuum
of thunderheads
And dust swirled
in Autumn sky
raised inordinate reactions
to fabulous stimuli
Play today inside
hide, hide, hideaway,
here in the puppet palace
moan and whine all day
sit in my center of calm
amid swirling gale tide
Play today, but,
... hide, hide hideaway.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (3.20.2000)
Sustain
These are my family
those who accept me
for who I am
Not those who scorn me
for who I am not
Those who witness my path
know my origin
share earliest memories
From moments of hand holding
to moments of future
bearing down ...
Who will sustain forgiveness
seek harmony, focus consistency,
gather pain in empathy
and heal me
and haul me in.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (9.26.1991)
those who accept me
for who I am
Not those who scorn me
for who I am not
Those who witness my path
know my origin
share earliest memories
From moments of hand holding
to moments of future
bearing down ...
Who will sustain forgiveness
seek harmony, focus consistency,
gather pain in empathy
and heal me
and haul me in.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (9.26.1991)
Flight Song
Trippin' on the plane
atmos rushes by
in layers upon my eye
Stillness swells
like mist in desire
that heart-beat tells
consummate, though
because telltale
closure awaits
In tortured flight
anticipation
for flight's end
my Bubbalin'
At flight's end
you await
quiet against
wind-full window
one solid tear
falls to cloud white
anticipation
... awaits
So my desire
will speak to you
though transient
I fill my thoughts
with you, in tension,
in song of flight.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (3.3.1996)
atmos rushes by
in layers upon my eye
Stillness swells
like mist in desire
that heart-beat tells
consummate, though
because telltale
closure awaits
In tortured flight
anticipation
for flight's end
my Bubbalin'
At flight's end
you await
quiet against
wind-full window
one solid tear
falls to cloud white
anticipation
... awaits
So my desire
will speak to you
though transient
I fill my thoughts
with you, in tension,
in song of flight.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (3.3.1996)
Dixie crowded barges
floating carnivale
tight-rope trail rider
gets on with his smoke
White trash from Texas
lantern loaded wagons
sleepy dog-faced patrons
get to the heart of Dallas
A deadly mixture
a mutt from Texas
... arms go left
...feet go right
body don't look quite right
Volunteer from Tennessee
... out of the north
... out of work
... out of the night
Poor boy gonna
lose his life.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (2005)
floating carnivale
tight-rope trail rider
gets on with his smoke
White trash from Texas
lantern loaded wagons
sleepy dog-faced patrons
get to the heart of Dallas
A deadly mixture
a mutt from Texas
... arms go left
...feet go right
body don't look quite right
Volunteer from Tennessee
... out of the north
... out of work
... out of the night
Poor boy gonna
lose his life.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (2005)
Friday, April 27, 2012
Awakened
Time nigh
draws when
One would
wish to die ...
When baby
wanting screams
no time for dreams ...
Lack of drive spark
... due in part
to lack of inspire
in work and life
Thoughts reduced
low self esteem
where is sleep mine
under lunar shine
Raki, Turkish brew,
while body is at work
no one ever knew
imbibe whole night through
Spark of the tilt
of one's fez
rustling one's feet
on pavement there
Silly how, in past,
ghost minds wandered
passing nights
and gruesome morns.
Awakened after travel
out of flesh's bounds,
antagonized and blithering
in noisy, unforgiving towns.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1985)
draws when
One would
wish to die ...
When baby
wanting screams
no time for dreams ...
Lack of drive spark
... due in part
to lack of inspire
in work and life
Thoughts reduced
low self esteem
where is sleep mine
under lunar shine
Raki, Turkish brew,
while body is at work
no one ever knew
imbibe whole night through
Spark of the tilt
of one's fez
rustling one's feet
on pavement there
Silly how, in past,
ghost minds wandered
passing nights
and gruesome morns.
Awakened after travel
out of flesh's bounds,
antagonized and blithering
in noisy, unforgiving towns.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1985)
Lover's Time: the Ninth Sea
Life, complicated mosaic,
many little pieces,
each confusing episodes
with, after-all, pattern.
Illusion vision quest
impressed, a jest,
for the rest, to figure out
Many times
a written message
written to one
who is long gone ...
Eight seas traveled
before the ninth,
returned one home;
returned one home.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1995)
many little pieces,
each confusing episodes
with, after-all, pattern.
Illusion vision quest
impressed, a jest,
for the rest, to figure out
Many times
a written message
written to one
who is long gone ...
Eight seas traveled
before the ninth,
returned one home;
returned one home.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1995)
Taco Tar-Truk
Information is anti-grav'ty
Exists as unknown entity
if anti-grav'ty exists
then how big is he?
Bubbles of universes
bent like taco shells
undiscovered intersects
where symmetry might dwell
Weightless in space
even while schwartzing the Greek
while making educated guess
button pusher on a streak
There, that explosion
sabotage, one may say,
Divine intervention ...
... it's the sauce ...
of the machine of the day.
It's a taco tar-truk
and a blemish on scale
of ten to the twenty tens
... power of snails
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Exists as unknown entity
if anti-grav'ty exists
then how big is he?
Bubbles of universes
bent like taco shells
undiscovered intersects
where symmetry might dwell
Weightless in space
even while schwartzing the Greek
while making educated guess
button pusher on a streak
There, that explosion
sabotage, one may say,
Divine intervention ...
... it's the sauce ...
of the machine of the day.
It's a taco tar-truk
and a blemish on scale
of ten to the twenty tens
... power of snails
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Seven-legged Spider
She was swinging
waiting for the web to shake
... I shook it
she came a' callin'
On my meaty parts
she started hauling
pullin' me in, no stallin'
Spinnin' me a silken berth
wrapped around my girth
semi-awake, I'm recallin'
She is seven-legged spider
who can't keep up the beat
of the different drummer's hand
... burdened with one game leg
... that draws in the sand
I see now in this glimpse,
error of infinite speculation,
conjecture of insects who climb in
never-to-be-seen-again retrospection
Little parts of us she eats
hereafter, a little each year, entreats
by aging the rest of us
in our silken cabin retreats.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (9/26/1991)
waiting for the web to shake
... I shook it
she came a' callin'
On my meaty parts
she started hauling
pullin' me in, no stallin'
Spinnin' me a silken berth
wrapped around my girth
semi-awake, I'm recallin'
She is seven-legged spider
who can't keep up the beat
of the different drummer's hand
... burdened with one game leg
... that draws in the sand
I see now in this glimpse,
error of infinite speculation,
conjecture of insects who climb in
never-to-be-seen-again retrospection
Little parts of us she eats
hereafter, a little each year, entreats
by aging the rest of us
in our silken cabin retreats.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (9/26/1991)
Saturday, April 21, 2012
He Wrote (1955 -- 2045)
He wrote.
From his age
of reason
to his dying day
a huge book
of free verse
that no one
could make
heads nor tails of,
tho' waiver not,
he continued
right through
storms and calm
squalls and breezes,
determined
when undermined,
secretive
when incarcerate,
introspect
when surrounded,
dogmatic
when challenged,
helpful
when asked.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
From his age
of reason
to his dying day
a huge book
of free verse
that no one
could make
heads nor tails of,
tho' waiver not,
he continued
right through
storms and calm
squalls and breezes,
determined
when undermined,
secretive
when incarcerate,
introspect
when surrounded,
dogmatic
when challenged,
helpful
when asked.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Purloined
Bits and pieces
were missing
from his body
a missing kidney,
a leg shortened ...
Blood terror
to have parts
of yourself purloined;
As if under a cloak
that covers dimensions,
of one's space and time
leavened in humankind;
To choose very
differently from fathers'
... consider other lifestyles
... other than path's trodden;
Humanist purloiner ...
... appropriate wrongfully
... sabotage trust
to put aside time
and postpone questions;
Fortunes spent
could not support this stint
leaving no trace,
trust funds are pilfered;
As he saw himself disappear
in to himself
his parts were cleared
for transport;
He thought he might
return whole again
one day in some way
spinning faster this time;
In his third escape
with his third hair
and third teeth
and wanton despair
From his third watch
with pain in third vertebra
... third fortune spent
... third family raised.
Blood terror
to have parts
of yourself purloined.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (circa 2003)
were missing
from his body
a missing kidney,
a leg shortened ...
Blood terror
to have parts
of yourself purloined;
As if under a cloak
that covers dimensions,
of one's space and time
leavened in humankind;
To choose very
differently from fathers'
... consider other lifestyles
... other than path's trodden;
Humanist purloiner ...
... appropriate wrongfully
... sabotage trust
to put aside time
and postpone questions;
Fortunes spent
could not support this stint
leaving no trace,
trust funds are pilfered;
As he saw himself disappear
in to himself
his parts were cleared
for transport;
He thought he might
return whole again
one day in some way
spinning faster this time;
In his third escape
with his third hair
and third teeth
and wanton despair
From his third watch
with pain in third vertebra
... third fortune spent
... third family raised.
Blood terror
to have parts
of yourself purloined.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (circa 2003)
Hey, Big Brother
Hey, big brother
You're the needle
I'm the thread.
Hey, big brother
You're the hat
on my head
You're the nose
... on my face
You're the shirt
... on my chest
Hey, big brother
you're the joy
of my day.
Hey, big brother
you and me
are here to stay
because ...
You're the mood
... I'm the swing
You're the lyrics
... when I sing
Heyyyy,
Big Brother!!
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
You're the needle
I'm the thread.
Hey, big brother
You're the hat
on my head
You're the nose
... on my face
You're the shirt
... on my chest
Hey, big brother
you're the joy
of my day.
Hey, big brother
you and me
are here to stay
because ...
You're the mood
... I'm the swing
You're the lyrics
... when I sing
Heyyyy,
Big Brother!!
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Code Fix
Then there was the time I bludgeoned
a client's wall
pretending to know
how to mend it.
An ancient stucco wall
real lovely to see installed
see lattice below
layers of stucco
as transverse I rip into it
oldness in vapors drifting
out of the cavity I'm ripping
'Repairs will be unseen,'
I encourage the unredeem'ed
new boards ... a little paint
Another situation abused
This Code Fix will be reviewed
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
a client's wall
pretending to know
how to mend it.
An ancient stucco wall
real lovely to see installed
see lattice below
layers of stucco
as transverse I rip into it
oldness in vapors drifting
out of the cavity I'm ripping
'Repairs will be unseen,'
I encourage the unredeem'ed
new boards ... a little paint
Another situation abused
This Code Fix will be reviewed
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Wisdom is a hard case
Sometimes it grins.
What starts as a childhood thought
Grows into boundaries of one's art
Past, present, future ... Background, subject, foreground,
Pushing, ever moving, upon Wisdom's legs
Four pillars in agreement
With disturbance and a promise
Stands solid against what?
Restlessness.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Sometimes it grins.
What starts as a childhood thought
Grows into boundaries of one's art
Past, present, future ... Background, subject, foreground,
Pushing, ever moving, upon Wisdom's legs
Four pillars in agreement
With disturbance and a promise
Stands solid against what?
Restlessness.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Pig
Groomed for pork burger
classed in category
buffered by ass purger
streamed by bestiary
Lapping up milk spilling
trimming the rules to fit
driving beasts to killing
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
classed in category
buffered by ass purger
streamed by bestiary
Lapping up milk spilling
trimming the rules to fit
driving beasts to killing
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
“ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL, BUT SOME ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS” - George Orwell, Animal Farm, Ch. 10
Tap into the rhythm of the passersby
If they listen do I win, or do I die?
Ambitious drop zones carry your bitchin’ tune
While many fall victim to impending doom
Criminals are made, from all these pages torn
It’s you and me brother against elites born
One sniff of the leaders’ board leaves a foul smell,
do the math, you have a snow balls chance in hell.
As for a path to start I submit the above three
but add a fourth that $750 grand you will need
and as that hunger pain in your gizzard rumbles
It won’t hurt a bit if Art Linkletter is your uncle…
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
If they listen do I win, or do I die?
Ambitious drop zones carry your bitchin’ tune
While many fall victim to impending doom
Criminals are made, from all these pages torn
It’s you and me brother against elites born
One sniff of the leaders’ board leaves a foul smell,
do the math, you have a snow balls chance in hell.
As for a path to start I submit the above three
but add a fourth that $750 grand you will need
and as that hunger pain in your gizzard rumbles
It won’t hurt a bit if Art Linkletter is your uncle…
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Truth
Twenty-thousand persons
gathered to witness
rising tide of things ...
Humanly articulate,
god-like tongu'ed men
utter the words
words of the soul of Truth
... winged Truth ...
Now I might at last
spread my wings.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
gathered to witness
rising tide of things ...
Humanly articulate,
god-like tongu'ed men
utter the words
words of the soul of Truth
... winged Truth ...
Now I might at last
spread my wings.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Presents Us Fluid
By magical ingest,
time previous dormant,
time began at her voice,
that I happily heard
spill at some place,
I hear it still.
The calendar started
though in mysterious depart
... or, legend, what have you,
creation of two
evolved to this.
I meet her
to hold her hand
... hold my breath ...
spend effort to be quiet
and subdue tendencies
... like to bark!
There and then
thunder started;
no more holding
a two year mentality
But, again,
the mystique of our meeting
there, like that,
with feeling
of rivers flowing
through us.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
time previous dormant,
time began at her voice,
that I happily heard
spill at some place,
I hear it still.
The calendar started
though in mysterious depart
... or, legend, what have you,
creation of two
evolved to this.
I meet her
to hold her hand
... hold my breath ...
spend effort to be quiet
and subdue tendencies
... like to bark!
There and then
thunder started;
no more holding
a two year mentality
But, again,
the mystique of our meeting
there, like that,
with feeling
of rivers flowing
through us.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Simply ...
... Failure in developing
age-appropriate peer
relationships ...
... Lack of spontaneity
when seeking
shared interests with others,
and a real lack
of social
,or, emotional reciprocity.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (2000)
age-appropriate peer
relationships ...
... Lack of spontaneity
when seeking
shared interests with others,
and a real lack
of social
,or, emotional reciprocity.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (2000)
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Math Model
Summarily cogitate
distance
with time
in units;
Travel modes
foot cinch
roped arc swing
conveyor
mind set and
slide rollers;
Within boundaries
of creeks, arroyos
and hollows;
Stand of cottonwoods
image break-lines
fog stalls
distant quiet;
Patterns
exist
suggest
smell, breath;
Vital molds
and
maintenance
sequential.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1977)
distance
with time
in units;
Travel modes
foot cinch
roped arc swing
conveyor
mind set and
slide rollers;
Within boundaries
of creeks, arroyos
and hollows;
Stand of cottonwoods
image break-lines
fog stalls
distant quiet;
Patterns
exist
suggest
smell, breath;
Vital molds
and
maintenance
sequential.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1977)
Beholding
Frondling of new Spring
inner quiet
dismal passage
time extremism
not soothing
Industry in
welding words
and quickness
in their fade
noticing rooting
with regard
just a day passes
of all men
their systems and ways;
Things work
but are broken by
bacterial underthings
and over-things
all a'play ...
Play puts play
in action, and
discovers
natural setting of
mistakes, and
assumptions of
carefully
planned discourse;
Remorseful buds
limit the inheritance
of property to
a succession of heirs,
arguing for a newer diagram
that academics may photograph
Lent
rooms for huge
governments detailed
in movement upon movement
of fad upon fad
spoke of because
we call the latest prophet
TIME, our judge, who has
favored as always
immaturity, and degradation.
Should you live, frondling,
in decadence ocurring sadly
next to you
frondling of a new Spring?
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1977)
inner quiet
dismal passage
time extremism
not soothing
Industry in
welding words
and quickness
in their fade
noticing rooting
with regard
just a day passes
of all men
their systems and ways;
Things work
but are broken by
bacterial underthings
and over-things
all a'play ...
Play puts play
in action, and
discovers
natural setting of
mistakes, and
assumptions of
carefully
planned discourse;
Remorseful buds
limit the inheritance
of property to
a succession of heirs,
arguing for a newer diagram
that academics may photograph
Lent
rooms for huge
governments detailed
in movement upon movement
of fad upon fad
spoke of because
we call the latest prophet
TIME, our judge, who has
favored as always
immaturity, and degradation.
Should you live, frondling,
in decadence ocurring sadly
next to you
frondling of a new Spring?
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1977)
Friday, April 6, 2012
One Single Notion
One single notion:
Disorder out of chaos ...
Questions, like rebellion,
set adrift,
doubtful of surviving,
floating in sleeplessness.
Demands endless searches
assurances yet to come
... out of drawbacks
off warm but dangerous perches,
Rebellion in strangling circles ...
Learned, quiet, humility
detoxified,
recognized,
in broad natural effects
Genius spread on genome floor ...
Inspect, state, appreciate
a miracle of stamina
Balls of fortune
roll and bump
through gregarious
social walls
No flat surface
for potential
kinetic motions of
movable, dutiful, youth,
Who masters the rise
to be counted
by being encountered
on eave of this morrow.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1977)
Disorder out of chaos ...
Questions, like rebellion,
set adrift,
doubtful of surviving,
floating in sleeplessness.
Demands endless searches
assurances yet to come
... out of drawbacks
off warm but dangerous perches,
Rebellion in strangling circles ...
Learned, quiet, humility
detoxified,
recognized,
in broad natural effects
Genius spread on genome floor ...
Inspect, state, appreciate
a miracle of stamina
Balls of fortune
roll and bump
through gregarious
social walls
No flat surface
for potential
kinetic motions of
movable, dutiful, youth,
Who masters the rise
to be counted
by being encountered
on eave of this morrow.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1977)
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
UBILAM
Just so we are all
up to speed --
On the same page,
Concerning chaos of age --
Noting its all the rage online
with settlers of
"New Australia Lunar" Stage
Is not a gate of heaven iron
by any sage...
Goats had hitchhiked
To lunar surface early
And Goat DNA had
Entered the "Errol Morris
Clone Factory" accidentally
And today was Day of the Dead
On Ubilam Beach, where
their leader calls out names
of passed away beloved
"Bedlam, Balaam, Belem, Balsam
"Bart rap, Bangles and Bartech --"
Called Bursar the Human Zy Goat
Calling out names of his dead
And departed relatives
The new races
Of New Australia
Were exceptionally strict
Well-measured and manicured
Almost Draconian ticked
They established a cemetery for pets
And a thin blue line
For security
They held festivals regularly
Such as: Misters of Death
Like today, and Fogs of War,
And, Mists of Plutonium
Or, Holographic Holocaust horror
Also, was a day of Locusts
and The Squid and the Whale
And the naming by Bursar stopped...
Even now
As new Goat Herds
Trippingly Pronk
And roust
Bounding in the kettle moraine
Of lunar surface
One of best times in their
Golden era was 7 x 6
Lunar cycles of childhoods
pre-Time when pupae
Out-birthed as humanoids
Into conditions favorable
And not toxin to clones
Mixed with mountain stock
Of venerable RAM’s analog
As factors allow
Childhoods to reach fruition
In accordance of some singularity
Known as pre-bang mechanics
Abiding no longer
Just as a mental construct
But as a mistake of science
Achieving furtherance
Through moderate living attribute
Of environmental factors and
With pollutants in abate
Meeting effectively all appraisal
For lunar base New Australia 2108
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
up to speed --
On the same page,
Concerning chaos of age --
Noting its all the rage online
with settlers of
"New Australia Lunar" Stage
Is not a gate of heaven iron
by any sage...
Goats had hitchhiked
To lunar surface early
And Goat DNA had
Entered the "Errol Morris
Clone Factory" accidentally
And today was Day of the Dead
On Ubilam Beach, where
their leader calls out names
of passed away beloved
"Bedlam, Balaam, Belem, Balsam
"Bart rap, Bangles and Bartech --"
Called Bursar the Human Zy Goat
Calling out names of his dead
And departed relatives
The new races
Of New Australia
Were exceptionally strict
Well-measured and manicured
Almost Draconian ticked
They established a cemetery for pets
And a thin blue line
For security
They held festivals regularly
Such as: Misters of Death
Like today, and Fogs of War,
And, Mists of Plutonium
Or, Holographic Holocaust horror
Also, was a day of Locusts
and The Squid and the Whale
And the naming by Bursar stopped...
Even now
As new Goat Herds
Trippingly Pronk
And roust
Bounding in the kettle moraine
Of lunar surface
One of best times in their
Golden era was 7 x 6
Lunar cycles of childhoods
pre-Time when pupae
Out-birthed as humanoids
Into conditions favorable
And not toxin to clones
Mixed with mountain stock
Of venerable RAM’s analog
As factors allow
Childhoods to reach fruition
In accordance of some singularity
Known as pre-bang mechanics
Abiding no longer
Just as a mental construct
But as a mistake of science
Achieving furtherance
Through moderate living attribute
Of environmental factors and
With pollutants in abate
Meeting effectively all appraisal
For lunar base New Australia 2108
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Ecosystem Evidence
What truly is Remarkable
There is an entire ecosystem
Living collective, in and under
The "Public Works and Metal Bending
Relics and Attributes Division"
Factory floor of Moon marble
where giant plants have rooted
growing great leaves fluted
Covering large stipules
Sticking out and being
Cross fertilized
By hummingbird spicules
Actually clones of hover
Drop tiny substance
On the flat leaves where
Large slugs scoot
along stems and roots
slurping up
droppings and algae
peanut shells, and grimy
Nicotine scale -- while
Winged butterflies follow
Their sluggish friends
And poke in turn
in the dust
on pollen laden heads
Of hummingbird's
Circles of oily fungi
Form in the slug slime
Growing into mushrooms
Of lunar kind
Microscopic inspection
Would doubtless reveal
An entire sub-visible thrill
Of thistle and seed
Typical of nature's industry
Of outback flotsam and debris
Underway now for a century
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (circa 2003)
There is an entire ecosystem
Living collective, in and under
The "Public Works and Metal Bending
Relics and Attributes Division"
Factory floor of Moon marble
where giant plants have rooted
growing great leaves fluted
Covering large stipules
Sticking out and being
Cross fertilized
By hummingbird spicules
Actually clones of hover
Drop tiny substance
On the flat leaves where
Large slugs scoot
along stems and roots
slurping up
droppings and algae
peanut shells, and grimy
Nicotine scale -- while
Winged butterflies follow
Their sluggish friends
And poke in turn
in the dust
on pollen laden heads
Of hummingbird's
Circles of oily fungi
Form in the slug slime
Growing into mushrooms
Of lunar kind
Microscopic inspection
Would doubtless reveal
An entire sub-visible thrill
Of thistle and seed
Typical of nature's industry
Of outback flotsam and debris
Underway now for a century
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New Australia
A goat kissed the mist
Her name is D V Dram,
She was looking for
2020 exhibits on Main
At Chevy Chase Ray
in New Cairo, Siam
She did a quick search
On her Bic.surgeX
To match the beast
At her feet, on its leash
With something
Recognizable of late
In her "Lunar Navigator
Correlative plates"
As missionary to moon
Her mission had been
Preach -- teach -- reach
But how
If she could not even
Understand
The primal screech
or errant bray
Of a flawed speech
How D V Dram
Worried for her kind
The boulevard
Was vacated at this time
But a large building
Was teeming
With fellow goat-herds seeming
To cajole and work
So there she commenced
To investigate the edifice where
The sign read "New Australia
Public Works and Metal Bending
Relics and Attributes Division"
Loud equipment
Being run by
Even louder natives
Conveyors fed presses
Up and down went machines
Banging thunderously
Into their bases
Where from afterward
Bent metal shot out
Onto belts and rollers
To where sparks flew
As parts got welded
D V Dram’s wrist vibrated
To show her the implicated
Match to her query of late
"It is a Dog-Cat,
somewhat matriculated"
"Thanks, SurgeX, return to steady state.."
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Her name is D V Dram,
She was looking for
2020 exhibits on Main
At Chevy Chase Ray
in New Cairo, Siam
She did a quick search
On her Bic.surgeX
To match the beast
At her feet, on its leash
With something
Recognizable of late
In her "Lunar Navigator
Correlative plates"
As missionary to moon
Her mission had been
Preach -- teach -- reach
But how
If she could not even
Understand
The primal screech
or errant bray
Of a flawed speech
How D V Dram
Worried for her kind
The boulevard
Was vacated at this time
But a large building
Was teeming
With fellow goat-herds seeming
To cajole and work
So there she commenced
To investigate the edifice where
The sign read "New Australia
Public Works and Metal Bending
Relics and Attributes Division"
Loud equipment
Being run by
Even louder natives
Conveyors fed presses
Up and down went machines
Banging thunderously
Into their bases
Where from afterward
Bent metal shot out
Onto belts and rollers
To where sparks flew
As parts got welded
D V Dram’s wrist vibrated
To show her the implicated
Match to her query of late
"It is a Dog-Cat,
somewhat matriculated"
"Thanks, SurgeX, return to steady state.."
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (circa 2003)
Self interest
Heightened senses, much like,
Reality is no reality...
surrounded by gravity
So must pass through
Deaf, dumb processing
Go they, so, virtually
Real, eh...
And that’s not all
There is self service
It is complicated, much like,
"Who said we should clip wings
"And tag bears
"And skin leopards ?"
Some curse of dust
moon settlers continue to live under
Proceeding with others’ wishes
Like once was said --
It is complicated
Much like Freemasonry,
and cults of fertility
How else could
well meaning descendant's'
of Baal find redeeming lives
than by staging robust migrate
to Lunar Base 2108?
Too many replications
Destroy antidotes
No one will baby sit
Like billy goats
No being does--
No caste has gone this remote.
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Reality is no reality...
surrounded by gravity
So must pass through
Deaf, dumb processing
Go they, so, virtually
Real, eh...
And that’s not all
There is self service
It is complicated, much like,
"Who said we should clip wings
"And tag bears
"And skin leopards ?"
Some curse of dust
moon settlers continue to live under
Proceeding with others’ wishes
Like once was said --
It is complicated
Much like Freemasonry,
and cults of fertility
How else could
well meaning descendant's'
of Baal find redeeming lives
than by staging robust migrate
to Lunar Base 2108?
Too many replications
Destroy antidotes
No one will baby sit
Like billy goats
No being does--
No caste has gone this remote.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (circa 2003)
The Naked Stalk
Mote, threshed loosed
chaff
Dry grass,
sodder
Stalks of grain, straw,
Stubble of
Naked husk
To settle forth
Vapors
Chaff
Lecherous she-things
seem to steam out
of walls, and seams
And even from books
Acting on treachery
Everywhere --
Even from her regard
In possession of she-brain
She-goat Elizabeth
Mourns the mist
‘Must we wake to mist?
Every morn?’
She asks Brother Charles
And Freddie Fodder
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chaff
Dry grass,
sodder
Stalks of grain, straw,
Stubble of
Naked husk
To settle forth
Vapors
Chaff
Lecherous she-things
seem to steam out
of walls, and seams
And even from books
Acting on treachery
Everywhere --
Even from her regard
In possession of she-brain
She-goat Elizabeth
Mourns the mist
‘Must we wake to mist?
Every morn?’
She asks Brother Charles
And Freddie Fodder
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Explorer
Pygmy rock bounder
Horned errant
As mists lifts
Burning away
Stratified
Immersed
Pledged woolly robed visitor
In secrets earnest
To charge enemies who
Advance in truest form
Train eyes sternest
Cry: "Forward --
“No retreat”
Woes freighted
As traumas converge
Valor splendid
On shoulders
In morning mists
As moon and sun
Set and rise
with moon wind between
ram heads
Filling sky
Barely above mists
Eye on eye
Brains of rams
and goat heads of the mists
leaping in sixth sense
high flying in gravity sixth
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Horned errant
As mists lifts
Burning away
Stratified
Immersed
Pledged woolly robed visitor
In secrets earnest
To charge enemies who
Advance in truest form
Train eyes sternest
Cry: "Forward --
“No retreat”
Woes freighted
As traumas converge
Valor splendid
On shoulders
In morning mists
As moon and sun
Set and rise
with moon wind between
ram heads
Filling sky
Barely above mists
Eye on eye
Brains of rams
and goat heads of the mists
leaping in sixth sense
high flying in gravity sixth
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Sun not up yet
Sun not up yet --
In dawn haze
She is there; She is there
Horned owl, winged lion
Catching frog eyes
To swallow
Drops down
Plucks them
From grassy hideaways
Fills her gullet
Sharp her eyes
Sharper talons
Her direct flight
Efficient and fruitful
Sends chills down
A morning spine
Rabbits run across lupines
on Grandmother’s grave
stop abrupt, give vigil gaze
...above in predawn predation haze
First light; she splinters off
To her loftier nest
full of Owlets, hungry
For rat, frog and fish
-- Life evident
birth Burdened with Myth
Owl knows well that night
is Living history of moon light
Lunar specter as light reflector
Like an hour of darkness laser
Moon has been burdened
As accurate metaphor for Satan
Masquerading as source of light
But really only reflecting
some True light down on paths
Of those living in darkness --
Truth eclipses comparison
but Satan was shackled
by the Son
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (circa 2003)
In dawn haze
She is there; She is there
Horned owl, winged lion
Catching frog eyes
To swallow
Drops down
Plucks them
From grassy hideaways
Fills her gullet
Sharp her eyes
Sharper talons
Her direct flight
Efficient and fruitful
Sends chills down
A morning spine
Rabbits run across lupines
on Grandmother’s grave
stop abrupt, give vigil gaze
...above in predawn predation haze
First light; she splinters off
To her loftier nest
full of Owlets, hungry
For rat, frog and fish
-- Life evident
birth Burdened with Myth
Owl knows well that night
is Living history of moon light
Lunar specter as light reflector
Like an hour of darkness laser
Moon has been burdened
As accurate metaphor for Satan
Masquerading as source of light
But really only reflecting
some True light down on paths
Of those living in darkness --
Truth eclipses comparison
but Satan was shackled
by the Son
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (circa 2003)
The Hitchhiker
Turning the tables
Always led to
Increase in hitchhiking;
Why?
Due to turn-about
Is still fair-play.
Canyon freckled
Creation reckoned
Space time beckoned
Journey on spinning spheres
Litany of courage
Frailty of flash
Hounded, lest forgotten
Satan shackled
at last
Creation ending
Creation unfolding
Only restart of something
Rewind and fast forward
Woolly barber
intending well shearer
Lamb of God
Reckoned hitcher
Promise perfect
Garden lair
and Rams’ pairs
Creation of mist
Ram heads in the air
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Always led to
Increase in hitchhiking;
Why?
Due to turn-about
Is still fair-play.
Canyon freckled
Creation reckoned
Space time beckoned
Journey on spinning spheres
Litany of courage
Frailty of flash
Hounded, lest forgotten
Satan shackled
at last
Creation ending
Creation unfolding
Only restart of something
Rewind and fast forward
Woolly barber
intending well shearer
Lamb of God
Reckoned hitcher
Promise perfect
Garden lair
and Rams’ pairs
Creation of mist
Ram heads in the air
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Goat Heads of the Mists
Out of the mists
Ascend goats
Toppling cairns
Riding magma moat
Of conformation
And advent
Amid new Tibetan craters
Stiffened n’ arched spines
Hoofed charger,
ramming speed
Radiant goat
heads butting, butting
Sure-foot woolen beast
Carved in stone
Circumstance and path
Origins of goat alphabet
Goateed alphabet of rut
In New Australia 2108
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Ascend goats
Toppling cairns
Riding magma moat
Of conformation
And advent
Amid new Tibetan craters
Stiffened n’ arched spines
Hoofed charger,
ramming speed
Radiant goat
heads butting, butting
Sure-foot woolen beast
Carved in stone
Circumstance and path
Origins of goat alphabet
Goateed alphabet of rut
In New Australia 2108
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (circa 2003)
Glass
Glass state clearly
fits neither solid nor liquid;
a mixture of characteristics
distinct with patterns
from behavior in heat context
A frozen liquid
at room temperature
solid, stretched glaze
runny liquid at 1500 degrees C
Softening, stretching, flowing,
heat forming equations;
basic element like solids plays
constraints in glass encouraged
to form certain ways.
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fits neither solid nor liquid;
a mixture of characteristics
distinct with patterns
from behavior in heat context
A frozen liquid
at room temperature
solid, stretched glaze
runny liquid at 1500 degrees C
Softening, stretching, flowing,
heat forming equations;
basic element like solids plays
constraints in glass encouraged
to form certain ways.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (2004)
Lazik Works
It is hard enough to write
when eyes aren't right
difficult to read
when seeing in threes
Forfeit clarity ...
... job's not done
Forfeit integrity ...
... orders don't come!
Eye socket mold
blindness as foretold
invent a corrector,
Lazik eye vector
Of scientific reason
of heated cohesion
Carbonized flesh
sacrificed epithelial
scent rising up fresh
life is buttercup thresh.
Now we write agilely,
and see just nattily.
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when eyes aren't right
difficult to read
when seeing in threes
Forfeit clarity ...
... job's not done
Forfeit integrity ...
... orders don't come!
Eye socket mold
blindness as foretold
invent a corrector,
Lazik eye vector
Of scientific reason
of heated cohesion
Carbonized flesh
sacrificed epithelial
scent rising up fresh
life is buttercup thresh.
Now we write agilely,
and see just nattily.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Recall my Angel
To my not ready heart
And from an immeasurable abyss
of my experiences appalling
Father finds me falling
and angrily a'stalling
Enemies gather 'round me
not by silence but
by bastard din, my haggard ears
caked in crustiness of living
crust of grievous, costly, heart
Not as master of life
Rather, dogged, clowned
of stupendous grounds
renown in hapless pounds
hunted down
by song-less hounds.
Sown like a mustard seed
felled in ragweed
among stones and cairns
by some miracle alive --
-- in crags of coincidence
sustaining this life
Life fleeing
out of present being
he, she, and, it breathe
esophageal -- would not
one angel appeal ...
bend a wing
come to my aid
heed my prim voice staid?
From this expression of grave
where lies grandfather
and grandmother
I am weak, sad, depraved,
not brother nor son
of an angel
Conjured in plasmagel!
Recall my angel
to sit with me
in silence,
before the light,
before the river,
before the river arrives
to see my angel
and senses enlightened soul.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1991)
And from an immeasurable abyss
of my experiences appalling
Father finds me falling
and angrily a'stalling
Enemies gather 'round me
not by silence but
by bastard din, my haggard ears
caked in crustiness of living
crust of grievous, costly, heart
Not as master of life
Rather, dogged, clowned
of stupendous grounds
renown in hapless pounds
hunted down
by song-less hounds.
Sown like a mustard seed
felled in ragweed
among stones and cairns
by some miracle alive --
-- in crags of coincidence
sustaining this life
Life fleeing
out of present being
he, she, and, it breathe
esophageal -- would not
one angel appeal ...
bend a wing
come to my aid
heed my prim voice staid?
From this expression of grave
where lies grandfather
and grandmother
I am weak, sad, depraved,
not brother nor son
of an angel
Conjured in plasmagel!
Recall my angel
to sit with me
in silence,
before the light,
before the river,
before the river arrives
to see my angel
and senses enlightened soul.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell (1991)
Message to the Reader
Specifically,
Christ has come,
and risen, and claimed
He will come back;
And, we are all still crazy,
in a rebellion,
that will not
end nicely;
according to
the manual.
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Christ has come,
and risen, and claimed
He will come back;
And, we are all still crazy,
in a rebellion,
that will not
end nicely;
according to
the manual.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Drought / Burn Ban / Brazos County
Reveal to me
oh, Lord,
Heaven, and,
Hell ...
101 degrees Fahrenheit
June, 2005.
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oh, Lord,
Heaven, and,
Hell ...
101 degrees Fahrenheit
June, 2005.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Catch a Book
balance
knowledge
source
innocence
compare
analyze
open database
segment
region
match
bullets
service
dodge
book
persuade
resolve
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knowledge
source
innocence
compare
analyze
open database
segment
region
match
bullets
service
dodge
book
persuade
resolve
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
The Hawk Above me Soars
Pain universal
I mourned you Carmella
I mourned a year
and a day
You sailed through
on a whisper--
You returned
a Hawk fisher
oft' a'flight
a wind storm fissure.
Forgive the living kind
I see your frights are over
And my grief is crazy.
Not a day more spake
not another sob I break
no more tears, no more tears
tracing my eyes...
Good bye Mom
You soar God's thermals
fly free to Dad
above trees
Love cannot wait but eternal.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell 2006
I mourned you Carmella
I mourned a year
and a day
You sailed through
on a whisper--
You returned
a Hawk fisher
oft' a'flight
a wind storm fissure.
Forgive the living kind
I see your frights are over
And my grief is crazy.
Not a day more spake
not another sob I break
no more tears, no more tears
tracing my eyes...
Good bye Mom
You soar God's thermals
fly free to Dad
above trees
Love cannot wait but eternal.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell 2006
Folk Song
Tall unbending
Leaves un-lending
to the call of the wind ...
Nature 'round us
still astounds us ...
Beauty found within.
And, in the shade
A figure laid
Cool and so calm ...
Look at our world.
Let it be
For I have seen
With Truth,
What it is
To find beauty.
[Author Unknown, Folksong from the 1970's]
Leaves un-lending
to the call of the wind ...
Nature 'round us
still astounds us ...
Beauty found within.
And, in the shade
A figure laid
Cool and so calm ...
Look at our world.
Let it be
For I have seen
With Truth,
What it is
To find beauty.
[Author Unknown, Folksong from the 1970's]
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Rise Here; Lower There
We know when we must write;
When we do write more often
our thoughts gather faster
we become practiced writers.
Tendencies of our poet
of our artist, of our painter --
our own agent --
Who could conglomerate?
Free to explore, scavenge,
race, multiply, score,
etch, cantor, euphor'--
So that want of our kin ...
... is no more.
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When we do write more often
our thoughts gather faster
we become practiced writers.
Tendencies of our poet
of our artist, of our painter --
our own agent --
Who could conglomerate?
Free to explore, scavenge,
race, multiply, score,
etch, cantor, euphor'--
So that want of our kin ...
... is no more.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Ho Hum
Marriage of convenience,
lifestyle; my manifest --
chosen availability
rather than question
Hit home; Comfort zone
I rarely leave it to anyone
acceptance dictates
economy of means
with similar results always
unrequited main stream.
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lifestyle; my manifest --
chosen availability
rather than question
Hit home; Comfort zone
I rarely leave it to anyone
acceptance dictates
economy of means
with similar results always
unrequited main stream.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Shop till You Drop
Repeated entry in a space
create required excitement
for certain peak performers
Make many stops
for persons are continually
advancing through many portals
Oriented to drive the sexes
who are tough to secure ...
low ratio aisle to shelves
perfecting human elicitation
Coy accidents in new environments
for manipulation, exacerbates
shoppers' time references;
Thus,
could be infinite
the time spent
to shop till you drop.
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create required excitement
for certain peak performers
Make many stops
for persons are continually
advancing through many portals
Oriented to drive the sexes
who are tough to secure ...
low ratio aisle to shelves
perfecting human elicitation
Coy accidents in new environments
for manipulation, exacerbates
shoppers' time references;
Thus,
could be infinite
the time spent
to shop till you drop.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Sunday, April 1, 2012
A Song Act
Impulse to see
Zero where we
impulsed to hike
some scuba gear
and ski boat alike
as the upside
of irrational fears
to make contact
and prove that we
as a people
are totally
unprepared to act
So burly ones:
a self-reinforced
Illusion-ary tact
otherwise journey
that never took place,
we are all alone
as a proto race.
we are not ultra-individualists
some might need sent
corrective surgery
betraying a vindictive
with temperaments surly.
C'mon altogether now, yowl:
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Zero where we
impulsed to hike
some scuba gear
and ski boat alike
as the upside
of irrational fears
Dive! Dive, ye men!Trillion is spent
Don't you have a yen?
Dive! Dive again...
Give it all you can!
to make contact
and prove that we
as a people
are totally
unprepared to act
So burly ones:
Dive! Dive, ye men!Contact is our faith;
Don't you have a yen?
Dive! Dive again...
Give it all you can!
a self-reinforced
Illusion-ary tact
otherwise journey
that never took place,
we are all alone
as a proto race.
Dive! Dive, ye men!First contact might prove
Don't you have a yen?
Dive! Dive again...
Give it all you can!
we are not ultra-individualists
some might need sent
corrective surgery
betraying a vindictive
with temperaments surly.
C'mon altogether now, yowl:
Dive! Dive, ye men!
Make new friends...
Dive! Dive again...
maybe to ascend!
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Humility
What badge
do I wear
for you to spare
my life?
What element
do I use
to make sacrifice?
What do I pierce
to break through,
Savior, to You?
Why do I still dispute
the greatest is the servant?
Explains who dominates?
Leading is stewarding;
before GOD ...
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do I wear
for you to spare
my life?
What element
do I use
to make sacrifice?
What do I pierce
to break through,
Savior, to You?
Why do I still dispute
the greatest is the servant?
Explains who dominates?
Leading is stewarding;
before GOD ...
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
Eternal Materials of Construction
Sand castles...
above sand animals,
before high tide,
no respirators, nor,
foundation sound enough
to lay our life's' on
look for Jesus mud ...
maybe day will bring
it to light,
belief is reality ...
serious builds of bodies
need only apply, within ...
Hearing words...
to put them in actions,
build on rocks.
Rising water will not
destroy, nor move,
your dwellings.
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above sand animals,
before high tide,
no respirators, nor,
foundation sound enough
to lay our life's' on
look for Jesus mud ...
maybe day will bring
it to light,
belief is reality ...
serious builds of bodies
need only apply, within ...
Hearing words...
to put them in actions,
build on rocks.
Rising water will not
destroy, nor move,
your dwellings.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
2 Minute Dream: Youthfulness
Melchi ...
Melchizedek
was King of Salem
he was Priest
of God Most High
And he might've
straddled the line
concerning the fate
of Poland ...
but he knew what's right;
Melchi was one of two rabbits
Most decorated
in colors of Heaven
Next to a fake name
and fake hare
in fake colors of heaven
And as all waited
by the Gate ...
...
the farmer with a pole
chased the fat fake
rabbit away.
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Melchizedek
was King of Salem
he was Priest
of God Most High
And he might've
straddled the line
concerning the fate
of Poland ...
but he knew what's right;
Melchi was one of two rabbits
Most decorated
in colors of Heaven
Next to a fake name
and fake hare
in fake colors of heaven
And as all waited
by the Gate ...
...
the farmer with a pole
chased the fat fake
rabbit away.
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Do Tell
Tinker Belle
does not live here now
Her comforts,
here do not dwell.
But if she visits
with her graces
let me know.
Do tell.
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does not live here now
Her comforts,
here do not dwell.
But if she visits
with her graces
let me know.
Do tell.
Copyright © 2010-11 Patrick Darnell
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