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An Extravagent and Expensive Cake
On my birthdayI will wake up lateAnd eat all the leftovers In the fridgeI will select the latest album releasedFrom an artist I’ve never heard ofAnd listen to the whole thingWhile soaking in the tubI’ll choose a new name for myselfOne I like more than the one I’ve hadFor all these yearsAnd start the paperwork, make it officialI’ll find my oldest graphic T-shirtAnd set it on fireAnd buy the exact…
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Morning Ritual (Haiku)
Head still in the clouds Hot coffee and TV news From dreams to nightmares
The Ferry to Rockaway
It's better to sit on topOn a day like this When the sky is blueThe sun is bright The ferry bouncing slightly Slicing through The busy East River wavesA fast wind rustles The hair on hatless headsCatching a view Of the skyline racing byShrinking to a dot Upon a shimmering horizon
Thoughts of Being a Writer
When was the last timeYou leaned backIn the middle of a busy Wednesday afternoonAnd you gently pushed awayThe work in front of youLeaned back and tookA deep breathCovered your eyes with The palms of your handsAnd wondered what your lifeWould have been likeIf you were a real writerAlone in a room thinking Of a scene or a character And what should happen nextFingertips tapping on the keysAnd then…
Thoughts of Being a Real Writer
You leaned backIn the middle of a busy Wednesday afternoonAnd you gently pushed awayThe work in front of youLeaned back and tookA deep breathCovered your eyes with The palms of your handsAnd wondered what your lifeWould have been likeIf you were a real writerAlone in a room thinking Of a scene or a character And what should happen nextFingertips tapping on the keysAnd then walking away and Out…
Partake
Of adventures Great or small I can only watch, For now, that’s all Though I still have time I live and breathe Kept my state of mind I can only come along Not allowed to join Never meant to be Not for people like me
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Lifelong Companion
You were thereFrom the very beginningKeeping me down to EarthTugging, pulling, never pushing And in the beginningIt was funIt was play From crawling to standingWalking to runningJumping to flying Keeping up with youMeant always runningResisting, liftingBuilding musclesTo prove I could keep up And then, the achesNew onesLonger ones The knees, the backThe neck and shouldersAnd instead of…
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Rain and Mushrooms
Raindrops fall Sidewalks overflow Mushroom heads Dip and bobble Water fills the air Buildings blur Tires drive through puddles Waves crash on street corners Clanking city sounds Softened by wet rubber
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Clifton, The City That Cares
Everyone knows you And you know everyone Harold and Eve, thank you for coming How are the kids?” Eve’s mother Runs the diner Harold owns the bookstore Going to the Memorial Day picnic It’s at Jubilee Park The Clifton High Mustang band’s performing There’ll be free ice cream for everyone Fireworks around the lake Everyone will be there That kind of town.
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Dark Mornings
Summer turns Days get shorter Waking up into Yesterday’s night Dark morning Muggy days now Clammy days, too Cold weather humidity
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How the night crumbles in the day How the spirit withers at my desk How the voice has nothing more to say As my eyes take notice of this mess
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Spaceship
My corner of this planetIs the corner of this bedWarm comfort underCrisp white sheetsI ride the planetAs it spins and orbitsSeeing day and night and dayRace across the ceiling and the wallsIn moonlit trapezoids and sunlit squaresThe twenty-four hour seasons of the dayI observe from the observation deckMy space helmet restingOn a nest of fluffy pillows
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Korean American Grandma
She farmed where she couldIn small backyardsAnd neglected plots of grassLiving with her daughter’s familyAs they moved to bigger homesIn the suburbs in New Jersey She loved her grandchildrenBut they couldn’t understand herAnd she couldn’t understand themThrough food, through hugs, through kissesBut there was so much more she wantedTo give but couldn’t Far away from homeSquatting low to the…
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2nd Avenue. Kips Bay, New York. April 2022.
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15 COVID Emails from the CEO
15 COVID Emails from the CEO
In these challenging timesIn these uncertain timesIn this uncharted territoryIn this new normalAmid this ongoing health crisisDuring this pandemicThis global crisisWe are committedWe will maintainWe will do all that we canWe will get through this togetherTo the heroes on the frontlineAnd the heroes at homeThe challenges we faceIn our daily livesStay safe.
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A ride on the East River Line on the NYC Ferry.