BEG

Silence
Louder
When
Silent,
Echoes
Ripple
Canyon
Walls.
Heavy
Emptiness
Abandon,
Lonely
Sound
Tearful
Soul.
Chilling
Mute
Hollow
Screaming,
Breathless
Wake
Crying
Call.
Ice
Cold
Feeling
All
Alone,
Living
Lonesome
Love
Is
Gone.

CRUSH

Is it an image?
Wandering my mind
Or words
Hiding from view
Perhaps a feeling
Hiding inside
Split open
Streaming passion,
Engulfing you.

WITHOUT FEATHERS

Yesterday
Young
Old today
Matter
On the way to
Decay,
Hoping
Steer clear
The pain
That casts
Upon
An aging mind.
Give the kiss of life
To Family spirits
Nourish love
Without no limits.
Once
The best
Now it’s
Time
To rest,
On Heavens
Branch
Inside
My nest.

4

I pray
Thank the Lord
Daily
4 Everything he
Provides.
I pray
4 the unwell
Deprived
Dispossessed
Lost souls
I pray 4
Families in anguish
I pray 4
A better world
I pray 4 my family
I pray to become
A better person,
I pray 4 you.

DANCE YOUR LIFE AWAY

In this duplicitous world,
Two-faced Devils foxtrot
To the beat
Of your favorite
Tune.

AND YOUR NAME IS…?

Snobbery,
Insecure Desease
Lame less hearts
Young
Old
Farts.
Mindless
Landlord
Travelers of void
Clutch shallow suitcase
Replete with empty
Eternity.
Progressive
Degrading insulation
Dripping liquid egos,
Blind conquistadors.
Powerful stupidity
Conquer weak souls,
Factory made Lucifer molds
Sun bathe in dark pit holes.

WWJD

As you walk thru life
Your friend suddenly
Stabs you
Someone else
Punches you
Your girlfriend/wife
Is unfaithful
You’re robbed
Bad mouthed
Harassed
Envied
Yelled
Cursed
Undeservedly fired
Threatened
Deceived
Ridiculed
Tortured
Your brother
Steals from you
And as it gets worse
And your reaction
Could become
A chain reaction
Best stop and think…
…What would Jesus do?

RAMONA

Bought a $2000 teacup Yorkie
Long and CRAZY story, don’t ask…
…unless you have time to spare.
She now has flaky skin
Allergies,
She’s
Losing hair
Looks like a drenched parrot
Bites like a great white,
But it’s only a phase.
Her brother lives in
Lenny Kravitz’s
Miami mansion,
Ramona’s stuck with us.
We love each other,
Irony is priceless.

THAT’S HOW IT IS

I think I’m a poet
Don’t care if you do
Won’t write about Robins
Fragile petal flowers
Undercover moons.

I think
Look up
Write it down
In my room.

What it means
I don’t know,
Ideas
Come and go.
Eventually
Out of the blue
This poem
Might be for you.

This is true
That’s my way
Sometimes
I Have nothing to say
But If I’m lucky
And you’re in town
You’ll be reading
This today.

SIN RULES

You divorce
Date other people
Live or have
Sex with them
Sometimes out of love
Sometimes because you’re lonely.
The example is set
Under similar circumstances
Your children probably
Will act the same way
Now you don’t have
Moral authority to
Stop
Or judge them…
…good luck.

I TRY

And I try
Not to look for
For you picture.
And I try
Not to envision
Your face
And I sigh
Swiftly falling
From grace
Exorcise my mind
To space
Preventing my eyes
To sin
Averting my soul
Within
And I try…
…Introduce,
Forbidden Love
To the wind.

MISCONCEPTION

Had to lie.
When asked,
Said I worked at McDonalds
Fellow students
Would never understand…
…Care.
An art student
Living under the shade of the Empire State
Footsteps away 5th Avenue
Not having to work???
I’d be a snob from abroad
Worst yet
I was an ambassador’s son,
What a Bum!
He feels no pain
Has nothing to gain
Homeless people have more to say!
Never felt like explaining
Lying was much easier
Become one of them
Should have told them,
About my homeless heart.

RECOLLECTION

Rewriting
Getting nowhere
Fed trashcan
18 sentences
Basically
Missing your heart’s voice
Those fried ant snacks
Tablecloth’s coffee stains
Father and son chat.
It’s been 68 seasons
I’m you to my boy
He’s 20 years of remembrance,
Just not the same
What a shame.

BYE

I’m
Nobody
In
The way
My survival
Traps
You
Sun blocks
Blind fate
Sadly
Sits.
Peel
Away
Quickly
Follow
Each,
Every one
Take pleasure
Cheer the soul.
My
Empty Island,
Happily
Floats.

BLOG

Honored
Blessed
Reader’s comments
Reveal inspirational
Relevant
Applicable…
…I feel flattered,
My minimalist lexis
Breathes.

THIS ONE’S FOR YOU

I don’t care if I’m not published
I don’t care if I’m not read
Every poem that I write,
Is for you
When I am dead.

DESEOS

Te deseo noche y día
Deseo siempre seas mía.
Deseo tus finos movimientos
Deseo tus dulces pensamientos.
Deseo el aire que suspiras
Deseo los ojos con que miras.
Deseo besar tu cuerpo entero
Deseo hacerlo si no muero.
Deseo acariciarte con ternura
Deseo amarte con locura.
Deseo excitar tu corazón
Deseo compartas mi palpitación.
Deseo coquetear tus sentimientos
Deseo trepiden tus cimientos
Deseo acordarme que no debo,
Escribir lo mucho que te quiero.

LYSISTRATA

She disbanded armies
No more lovemaking
Tyrant lover
Negotiate peace
End war
Retreat and repent
I’ll give you more.

Aristophanes…
Playwright
Strategist or
Orgasmic genius?

GENESIS

Big Bang
Evolution
Call it what you will.
Whatever
It evolutionized from,
Charge it to God’s bill.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY

Feel me twinge
While I talk
Perceive my sigh
As I walk
Witness my heart
On a wire
Bleed thick drops
Of desire
I IMPLORE
Telephone
Ring just once
Or hang me forever.

PUBLICKLY

Every now and then
Feel like not writing again
I’ve long lost interest in people
Yet,
I care about you.

ROCK HER

Car stereo
Full blast
Melodious drive.
Today I’m
Master Jimmy page
Tomorrow bald
Michael Stipe
Yesterday
Wizard Elton John
Eddie Van Halen
Perhaps Bono,
At all times
Imagining
Your front row
Enamored
Face.

POP POEM

Come baby
Wake up
Say something
Sweet tonight.
Heart is aching
My soul is
Shaking
Ready to
Rock n love,
Before
I turn on
The light.

SOMETHING TO WRITE ABOUT

Poet’s ink
Howl
Knock back
Worship
Detest
Slaughter
Protest
Including a fixation with
Rose petals
Water Lilies
Violets
Spring and
Sparrows.
That’s what I think…

I DO, I DON’T

Writing about marriage
When you’re getting married
is hard.

Writing about marriage
When you’re getting married
While you’re still a student
is hard.

Writing about marriage
When you’re getting married
While you’re still a student
While you’re sitting in a classroom
is hard.

Writing about marriage
When you’re getting married
While you’re still a student
While you’re sitting in a classroom
When you’re really not getting married
is harder.


*Poem written and published in 1984 as a School of Visual Arts student in NYC, sitting in a classroom about to get married.

PSYCHO-DELIC

Purple leather turtles
Smoking hippy rats
Gastric glands
Secrete Orange Juices
Leave my stomach
Swim in land.
Cauliflower hairy clouds
Pouring purple rain,
Heavy inches
Salt dry water
Sad the clown
Drowns again.
Mushroom confusion
Stop long haired ants,
Angry bitten leaves curse
Paparazzi popping plants.
Slow feline drivers
Married canine sky divers,
Jump outside
Hot left shoe.
Cell phone starts ringing
Soprano liver singing
Strange writings
Because of you.
Hush rush
Drink liquid Ink
Flamingo thoughts
Dream is pink,
One pill
Black rainbows will
To purposely get lost.

ANDY WARHOL WAS MY NEIGHBOR

9 East 32nd Street
Between 5th and 6th
New York City
Apartment 3C
SVA Art Student
Living with my cat
“Loco”.
On same block
Andy ran his “Factory”
Saw his visual self,
Frequently.
Crossed each other one afternoon,
He gave me a free copy
Of his “Interview” magazine.
23 years later
Was thinking…
…Had I asked for his autograph,
God knows the value
Such copy would have today.

UNFAITHFUL

Humanism
Atheism
Independent moral authoritarian,
Where lies your omnipotence
Whilst your star plummet from the sky?

LI PO
Drowned in
Yangtze
Sober river
Drunk
Hoping to embrace
Full moon.

NON STOP

All will end someday.
Relax
Rejoice
Rest on faith
Make a difference,
Prepare for the eternal flight.

DRESSED UP

T shirt
501 Jeans and
Sneakers…
…Am I in heaven?

EVERYDAY

February 5th
Two thousand and seven,
Saw you the other day
Daydreaming as I lay,
“Chicken Dancing” in heaven.

Wintry Miami morning
Woke up to wet grey
Unlocked my imagination,
Took you out to play.

Happens every 5th…
…Happens everyday.

FULL CIRCLE
As a child,
You respect your father/afraid of him as well.
As an teenager,
You feel you can take him/ fantasize about it.
As an adult,
You respect him/once again…
…you have matured.

POEMS

Time
Is leaving
No time
To do what I must.
I ought to find time
Use prose or rhyme
To prevent write
Decaying
To dust.

APOCALYPSE

Why do I want to write?
And you,
Read what I have to say.
There has to be something better,
More important to do today.

AN EVENING WITH EVE

Tragedy
Catastrophe &
War.

Thank you Adam,
We are…
…The weakest link.

TEMPEST

Blind images
Deaf mind
Trapped in a storm
Impossible to rhyme.
Dark drought drops
Drips sequester time
Thirsty for words
Invisible to find.
Cursing write weather
Soaking under dry sea
Absent ideas
The wet poet in me.

Why

Can you feel
My intense call?
Hear my loving
Crawl the wall
Carry Echoes
Of despair
Clouds of sorrow
Float in air.
Do I ever
Cross your mind
Just a ghost
Marking time,
Scarring thoughts
You will be mine
Committing sin
Cosmic crime.
Forgive my selfish
Eternal cry
Which will forever
Question why
This wasted love
Just had to die.