Category Archives: Poems

Coffee-up! Cigarette-down! Caffine-Nicotine-Caffine-Nicotine…. up-down-up-down-up-down… etc. Ahhh! At last! a-parallel-to-the-ground-sea-saw! a-balanced-scale…. OMMMMMM. But, I want to quit smoking. (but I love my coffee! my world won’t wake without my morning coffee break.. sometimes three!!! sometimes four!!!! sometimes more!!!!!!!!!!!!) I’m trying to … Continue reading →

The slaughtered, sacrificial Lamb, risen! The Coming Comforter, now come! The Prince of Peace who brings a sword, stands at the front of the long battle line. Behind Him, His angelic army and His holy, sainted warriors, armed to the … Continue reading →

I have a second-cousin-once-removed. We share splotches of DNA. I know a few dots of his life: He’s Navy-retired, father-of-three. His Father was my Mothers cousin who I called my “Uncle Mickey”. When I was ten, in ’58, my family … Continue reading →

Mr. Alex was ancient. A little, bald, Polish nome, scurrying around behind the counter of his soda shop, scooping ice-cream from the freezer, making malteds or, for just ten cents, the best egg-creams in the world. Scotch-taped on the walls … Continue reading →

He was a gentle, old, Jew. He owned the kosher deli on the corner of 83d Street and 4th Avenue, just two blocks from our Brooklyn apartment building. I would ask Augie to “walk-me” when Mom sent me to buy … Continue reading →

What does being 72 mean that being 22 doesn’t? Well, one thing, certainly! It means I am well out of danger of dying before my time! So I better have had the time of my life before the time of … Continue reading →

The ruddy English Sparrow roughed the sunflower seeds, scattering them around the ground, selecting his dinning pleasure at his leisure, when came the august Cardinal in clerical procession, his scarlet-winged brothers and shy sisters, genuflecting behind, startling the skittish Sparrow … Continue reading →

God-Damn-You thoughtless, maladjusted, evil man! For by your damn-able act, you contorted the world of a 10-year-old-boy merely by not asking the right question! Instead, you spoke that mean-hearted command that slammed the door through which that boy was, just … Continue reading →

I have at last discovered my third vocation. The salary isn’t much, but the perks! Ah! The benefits of watching birds feed, feeling cool breeze blow, suns warmth on my bare legs, couch-reclining in the sunporch, waiting for evening and … Continue reading →

Because, frankly, I’d rather live, I let the weird ways of confinement, its repeated the same, the same, the same weave its own spell till a confusion and a melding creates a continous continuity, its own circular commute where what … Continue reading →