Bronx Poems

707 BRONX JUMP

A street beat… no, a clave/ not just one, but a chorus of Cuban souls, whispering stories of sun-drenched streets/ sugar cane rum, and women of the streets/ Conga lines in the neighborhood/ Fidel Castro and baseball/
Mongo Santamaria, Chucho Valdes, and Perez Prado/ 
   rumba and rebellion, history in their pulse/ then a

Bronx Soldier

BRONX SOLDIER   ( this is a true story ) 

He was a soldier - Bronx born and raised  and learned the streets at an early age .helping other people where ever he went- knowing about sacrifices and what it meant . 
Sharing lunches with the homeless on the streets and speaking with

Bronx Cheers

      Bronx cheers, muffled in December
        ‘The Boys of Summer’ have vanished
            gone the way of the playground
            ghosts of warmer

Iceman the Bronx

The Iceman the Bronx/Tony Adamo

I DIG THAT THE ICEMAN’S BACK, HITTING THE SPOKEN WORD STAGES IN THE BRONX AND THE OTHER BOROUGHS IN NEW YORK/AFTER ALL HE IS BORN AND BREAD IN DE BRONX/WORD SPITTER/ JAZZ SCATTER/GOT THE CITY TURNED ON IT’S LITERARY HEAD/AS THE ICEMAN WOULD SAY/ GOT TO REDUCE THE OTHER SPOKEN WORD

Rou Jia Mo

A lunar cave sheilded them
from the horrors of radation
there the Moondogs
honed there skills and became
revered by the challenges of nature.
Martain Microbes and
Titan Sulfurnites
the Crystals of a space time Contentioum
filled the area were
the Magnif One
Duplicater wuld build
the first ever Home World vessel
to store the inhabitants of Earth.
Earth a World far, far away!
Earth, there a twinkle in

Kingsbridge Nine O Five

Pulled on the parka, and turned my face to the cold street.
Half running, half slipping, piece of toast hangin' from my mouth..
man oh man am I late...

Two and half blocks south down Jerome to the station..
gotta make the Kingsbridge nine o five. 
Thank the lord above that train's never been on time.   

Three Bronx Cheers For These Presidents

(To American Protesters)

Let them go on with puppetry and think our life is a game
Or a gambling scene where they win at the cost of our dear name,
Just to heap wealth or fix their steps in more future collusion,
Boasting of serving poor people, seeking to reach their own aim.

Let others sleep or clown around. We

Ghetto Sushi

HE'S BEEN lied too
 CHEATED ON
THE SUBJECT OF
EVERY SAD SONG
BROTHER
NEVER A FATHER AND
DEFINITION OF
A BAD SON
HE CAN'T FIND A REAL
WOMAN
WHO'S BEEN THRU 
HALF THE THANGS
THAT HE'S DONE BEEN

SOME WOMAN PLOT
AGAINST GENTLEMEN
TRY TO MAKE THEIR 
EFFORDS VAIN
THEY UNDERMINE
AND ARE MEDDLESOME
THEY TAKE THEM
FOR GRANITE
AND TAKE THEIR GAINS
WHEN YOU FIND A WOMAN
AND TRY TO COMPROMISE
THE WOMAN AROUND PLAN

Summer Oasis In the Bronx

Dawn awakens, lets yawn red searing sigh,
summer steams sweltering sweating sunlight.
Street's hot bed of coals smolders in July,
temperatures torch with tropical smite.

Haze humid stir-frying Bronx crispy craze,
housing is tinder, youth straggle sapped streets.
Rainstorm naught, nothing to break basting braise,
community chafing white wicked heat.

Day, baked yellow clay, dust dry makes you swoon...
pool of cool baptizing childrens’

The Bronx Zoo

The coolest zoo to view
With an all-around great crew

The children are running
Tiger Mountain is stunning

Hear the tigers chuffing
See the parents huffing

At Bird World, people are pouring
To see the birds soaring

Take a ride on the monorail
Around the Wild Asia Trail

In the Children’s Zoo, oh what fun
To visit the farmyard in the sun

The Indian Gharials are basking
While

Lost In the Bronx

Napping behind bushes at Van Corlandt Park I finally got up on my feet,
and being I was homeless and hungry I started to search for something to eat,
preferring to look for food in the shadow's at night was my objective,
that way I wouldn't be in the spotlight as I hunt around like a detective, 

I'd

South Bronx

While I'm reading a poem about it on the previous page
the girls come over to visit their boyfriends and dance
in high shoes and perfume. Their legs are strong and their voices high.
And the guys get high and hard thinking about what the girls are like
      behind their eyes.

That says more about me than reality. And

Bronx Street Corner

she became a new york city
street corner fixture
acted like its the only place to be
acted like its the place for the persecutor to begin
after all all men are guilty
none are forgiven
so she painted false hearted judges
to prop up her proposition
to subvert the natural truth

she lied when it came down to the last hours
but i was

Water In the Bronx

Water in the Bronx



Beautiful night as clear as day
Resting, for I am a believer
Can not wake up, maybe it is time to pray
For what I am about to see, makes me shiver

Walton High school, beside the subway tracks I stand
Is there someone with a cup?
As far as the eye could see, there is water all

Bronx Teacher 2010

153 Street Station is clean
Down sturdy metal steps through 
old Yankee Stadium field
where Ruth and Gehrig ran.

Pungent in the nostrils piss follows me
Up the hill where supers sweep trash 
from yesterday’s deals and conferences
Broom bucket hose black bags.

Mothers pull young children to school
Their Diego Rivera faces
Chisled by want from old world stone
Set in the new

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