Memory Jobs Poems

Remember when we used to play
In our backyards every day
We built castles in the sand
And chased each other hand in hand

Remember when we used to...

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 I needed a job to pay the bills
not knowing what I was getting into.
A telemarketing company if you can believe
selling pieces of Titanic’s carpet...

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Five days of hell
on the phone, selling lies
and pieces of the Titanic carpet.
A sinking ship of a company
with a captain who gropes and leers
and a...

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She's thirty-three, single,
her Mom babysits her
five year old son.
She reassures herself it's
just two more hours,
then it's the blessed weekend.
Which means delicious sleep.
She has no nest...

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From the ashes of the never before, 
Lacking symbol, nor take to guide,
A Phoenix rises from storied lore,
In a portent of thrashing hide. 

Trumpets are...

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Young and eager to defend
Our country till the very end
Buzzcuts uniforms and nerves
Training that will help them swerve
From the danger they will face
In a far...

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I've never cried as much as I did last night
The crime scene was not a pretty sight
Seeing her lying there unmoving with her blue eyes...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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the dreamghost
repeated motions endlessly
tasks never completed
and I am
too much and not enough
right about not quite
while others gossip
at a table
the wages of labor
the weight of our...

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I've seen you at least twice 
you come in here for breakfast 
I've served other celebrities
but you're not like the rest

I have served another man...

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Left school in December 1968
played truant from school on final day
but no thought to what I wanted to do
so hard to work out what's my...

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I didn't turn on my radio today
I won't have to answer a call
There'll be no lights and sirens
No task that seems too big or small
My...

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Echo blasts,

as it's all hunky-dorey in an iconoclasts contrasts,

displacement of my courageousness on a dumb-fast
tele~cast,

the resumed movement 28 days later wasn't even just as fast;

it...

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(none fiction)

Ahh! My first job experience can't ever forget.
Cousin John's Cafe was it's very best.
I never used to speak much, but as long I know...

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Nubile love seeking
mature adventures.
Pulling into its irresistible appeal,
without control,
beyond fathom.
Quiescent desires regains consciousness,
compelling to live again....

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