Chino Poems - Poems about Chino

The guards said I couldn't make it But, there's one not talking now. He not talking now. They’ll find him in the morning When you hear that siren howl. I've been running through the bushes, Through the canyons and the trees. Through the trees. I've been running for my...

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This morning I got a letter in the mail It's only something my heart could tell It was from the college of my dreams Went inside the living room mom screams I slowly opened up the envelope Nervous could not find the word to spoke thinking in my head I'm so stoke Thinking in my head I finally got...

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Reminiscing the time when she cried Her eyes are dry the pain is like razor blade She corner herself trying to hide her pain away People help her but she just push them away The blues sky kinda clears the cloudy days She is in the bathroom, crying over the sink She is hurt because of her overthink She just wants to...

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Chino By Edmund Siejka (from East Of Seventh, Local Gems Press publisher. Available on Amazon) Waiting near a candy store For something to happen Chino pretended to be his idol The 1950’s celluloid rebel Marlon Brando. While the film actor made thousands The working class rebel of Second Avenue Lived on cigarettes And Coca Cola. Chino wore a uniform Black leather jacket Dungarees Black engineer boots Hair...

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Chino and Chambray Forty years older than I, Charles, in his tweed cap, stands starched in gray chino and blue chambray. For more than a year his broad tie has let the same iridescent duck fly against a vermillion sky. Like a Vatican Guard he oversees the parking lot I cut through each morning far corner to far corner as I cleave two...

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