All Roads Lead To Broadway A soft cool breeze … as I step outside to the fresh spring day! The smell of New York City … from Central Park. Green trees and chirping birds … A song of joy … A song of life! Walking…
Category: Marathon Poem
#6 My Ideal
We gather around the living room, Cards in our hands, laughter in the air, Freshly roasted peanuts, everyone’s favorite, their aroma wafts, tempting. Snippets of conversations from politics to rising humidity, A slap without bite stinging on my thigh – a price for teasing, the…
HOUR 6-PERFECT DAY
Awakening to the birds heartfelt tune Scent of freshly cut grass and pitter-patter of raindrops in June. In the garden child laughter at the fire we sit cosy passionate lovemaking my cheeks turn all rosy. End with a bubble bath candles and wine A day…
Why? (Poem 6)
If darkness flows from a river in the heart, Why is the blood red or blue? If the ungodly lurks in the mind of man and woman, Why is childhood blamed for the crimes? If emptiness fills your stomach, Why is there an…
dream
splintered wood easel needs sanding and the coarse, fine haired brushes need cleaning but the sky is wrapping itself in cloud boas and the lamp travels the horizon splashing maroon, cherry and various levels of the fire spectrum in chaotic sugar streams across the waves,…
Me trying to get my future girlfriend / wife in the car to go home
Roses are red, violets are blue the world is on fire and so is my heart for you. I know that sounded cheesy and I know that wasn’t planned but I can show you my puppies if you step into my white van.
2pm – six – no title
— and again I seek you, your smile beckons me, your eyes looking deep into mine yet still unknown, while the music connects us…
Best Job Ever, 1972 — Hour 6
summer sun on bare shoulders rowboat on glassy reservoir surrounded by woods fat blue crystals of copper sulfate dangled overboard in a burlap sack dissolving row back and forth dissolving over and over oars pumping forward movement creates the only breeze sweat tingles sun burns…
hour 6 poem
Cost of Time Time we all have but not so much, that we should not waste it but use it well up. So, this day spend your time with a delicate touch. So you do not run out and end up looking a schlup. …
Omnism
Omnism: Everything has truth. From Judaism to Hinduism,Taoism to Confucianism, all have truth that lays beneath. Like a sword to its sheath, I hold the truth to keep me warm. Like a furnace, it would keep heat through the eyes of the person that is…