Time Abc Poems

Black Chador

The women of Alexandria wear a chador that
mercifully hides her bony body, she could have
fitted a Dior dress snugly, but she doesn't 
know this,...

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Walking to Rome

On my way to Rome, I walked with a group
of Jews who had left Israel because it had
become a racist state
The Jews were...

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Endurance 

For we are the blessed 1% surviving
The long night in a nameless town
and meeting two well-dressed Arabs
gentlemen suited in the style of 
ninety thirty-two and floral...

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Time's little sister

She is so very young time has been around 
for eons, his beginning forgotten 
in the haze of no time
Yet, she was there...

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The actor I knew

Mikael Elphick, a talented actor
 I admired
he liked to read my poems and said they were like stories
and therefore, easy to read...

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Nazi time

Uniformed men with ice blue eyes, marched
Up and down the street, bomb fell, earth shock
And I was two years old
An officer with steel rimmed...

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The Cloud of Hell
It was a perfect day, cobalt sky and azure, glittering sea
When a stygian cloud came from the east, the Lord of Wars
spat...

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ravishing revitalized rare riverbank rainbow
sharing and showing jeweled colors that glow
tantalizing turquoise next to perfectly pampered pink
unique every time, a universal feeing and mystical link...

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My old horse 

I had been into town 
Horse and cart
Bought two bags of chicken fodder
Going back to the farm, there are a few steep...

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Lee’s very excited today.
Mom’s helping with her tea party.
Now that Lee’s dollies are in place,
Oatmeal cookies and tea are served.
Playtime at the park will follow.
...

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They kill, children 

A hum of silence met me
Dead babies everywhere like dolls on the filthy carpet
a lone soldier guarded the ghastly scene
looked stunned and...

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The past and the future

A war was coming our way as a patriot, I enlisted 
Although I was a bit elderly, I was accepted 
sent...

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A misfit in Liverpool
I think of oranges when I see a painting by Constable of a morning sun
that looked like blood orange dripping nectar down...

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An utterly Useless Tale

On a big round oak table in a living room, a vase, in its small crack, lived two house ants. They were...

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Grecians 

Hellas and the port of Piraeus hold a memory
in my seafarer’s heart, civilized people, no
they are not leaders of efficiency, but you can
talk to them...

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