Tagged: poem 2
Dirty Blood
My blood is dirty. I drag out. Past my anger and apprehension, 2 steps. To the neighbor’s house with a bottle of Manischewitz, Sorry for the noise. He smiles. 12 steps. Past the razor...
Wind of Change
The first real day Of my life was when I banged the front door When I made a decision The real decision for myself Until then all decisions for me Are made by other...
New-Old York City
Free Verse Poem Sounds abound, motorcycles roar, elongated buses funk up the dirty air, two dollar vans careen the streets on steel rims,while neighbors fight and sex in that order, the baby dogs’...
Let Me Fall in Your Sleep
In nothingness There I reside Always falling, falling softly, in daydreams and lilac Under, and over and everly, listen I am moonlight through waters of love and submission Where tranquil pools of lavender are...
Ad Infinitum
Resist this – cold, concrete ground beneath your feet. The clickety clack, clickety clack resound through city streets. You – are the bought and sold, led to wander endlessly around, peering in shop windows for a...
