That Dragon Tattoo


Toads a’ croaking
The sugarcane high
Fools rushing in
where the angels
fear to fly
Doors broken
thrown open
Eucalyptus trees
torn asunder
in the claws
of electric thunder
from a cyclonic breeze
Bells toll for the souls
strung out on the line
Then hung out to dry
in the doing of hard time
Yet not a word of goodbye
so what could I do ?
She gone with the man
with that dragon tattoo

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The Seasons

“It is something
to be deep
in the snow in Winter,
to be deep
in the yellow leaves
in Autumn,
to be deep
in the ripe wheat
in Summer,
to be deep
in the grass in Spring.”
~ Vincent van Gogh

In the shallows
just below
the translucent skin
of Spring
an opal blue explosion
the grand thaw of awe
to begin
The riverbank
in springtime
A chestnut tree
in blossom
dances along
the sparkling spectrum
Under a sky rent by light
on a starry starry night
Is seeing too much
beyond your place in time
and always
the crime?

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A Rocky Horror Show


‘Eve upon the sleeve … ‘
~ by david b. redpath © 2018

A Rocky Horror Show

That uncle weirdo
with the wild gomez eyes
of an escapee from Gitmo
he seems ill-suited
for lurching down
the red carpet
like the cousin itt of emo
Wearing that pugsley grin
and his “niece”
the lingerie model
all wafer thin
hanging off his tuxedo
A hideout for the Thing
somewhere below the elbow
That underhanded fiend
and four fingered gizmo
His girl wednesday to friday
Uncle Fester and Morticia
all now smiling for the cameras
like life size replicas
putting on a rocky horror show
Has this forever been
an Addams Family movie scene?
Produced & Directed
… by A. Quasimodo

~ david redpath © 2018

‘…on the Eve of Destruction’
~ by david b. redpath © 2018

The High Road

The flat screen

a most unwholly edifice

to a download scene

of gratuitous violence

Remote and depressed

that button of silence

Disorder is depleting

the span of my attention

Always fleeting


breaking the surface

The high road taken

past a world of distraction

to the fields

of contemplation

With little Miss Daisy

driving me

all the way

to satisfaction

In gratitude

for creation’s magnitude

I find happiness

beyond imagination

~ david redpath © 2018

Please excuse my little miss
spelling. Holy accidental !

‘The Forest at Fountainbleau’
~ by Henri Matisse

War on Drugs


‘Mr. Waron D’Rugs’

For those missing in reaction

I’ve hunted snakes
in the furthest jungles
of Yucatan
And I’ve seen
the mighty temples
built with rotting corpses
upon the misty mountains
of cocaine
About as much
as a poor boy can
I’ve heard the sounds
of blood on the ground
from the gun American
That ‘War on Drugs’
was never meant to be won
Always profitable for some
Isn’t it high time
to make a stand?

~ david redpath © 2018

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