Kodak Poems - Poems about Kodak

...My childhood of the 1960's, all those years ago, feels like a Saturday in my journey nostalgic. The Cowsill's song "Flower Girl," their purity of song, of smiles. A daydream streams, of runnin......Read the rest...

...Remember stuck on band-aid brand, Because band-aid is stuck on you? Remember when the furniture was Made from wicker and bamboo? Remember three on a bike with the banana-seat. ......Read the rest...

...Reflections upon mine gender identity redux Although heterosexual predilections punctuated physiological pulsations about five inches below innie belly button of mine showcasing undersize ......Read the rest...

...Dear sweet baby Kaden, life is but a dream. It's much bigger than what it seems Your tiny shoes haven't even gotten a run down on the streets Even right now, hope and prayer fulfill our needs u......Read the rest...

...I am the war of 1812. I am Standard Oil Dripping with wealth. I am Edgar Allen Poe And Beethoven. I am the first time the Kentucky Derby opens. I am the battle at ......Read the rest...

...Beside this stream let my soul rest My epitaph: He did his best Roses adorn my cenotaph, Sweet vines growing along the path All these things meeting my behest. Sweet chiming from the steeple......Read the rest...

...The Truth Is David J Walker The two-story houses aligned on Main Street host ghosts that are free to come and go because they know where their bodies are buried in backyard moments cap......Read the rest...

...I had dinner with a king as we spent all night drinking in each other's weakness along with his conscio......Read the rest...

... Storm is fierce but I elect To wend my way towards the beach Clad in foul weather gear I suspect 'twill be a push to reach. Down a path, that's far too long Hampered by intemperate......Read the rest...

...A Memory By Sy Roth It didn’t come in like an invading horde of Mongols astride their horses. It came like a Siren whispering a sweet song, blowing soft winds in my ear. The old woman sat o......Read the rest...

...As if there were a tightrope on which we walk a perilous pathway strung down the middle of our lives balanced by a blindfold each footstep to be placed when and where we're told Children with g......Read the rest...

...I couldn’t live without my phone Although when I was younger, Since mobile phones did not exist, I didn’t have that hunger. I waited ‘til I got back home To call a friend for schmoozing.* My ......Read the rest...

... Put on my tattered old jeans and Niki shoes, and grabbed a camera- my favorite Kodak; I was going for a walk to find my precious muse ! A few hours later found him on......Read the rest...

... "Open Oceans" Kneeling on pearls wisdom preys praying preying hungry hearts count the days wasting away in all that preying for......Read the rest...

...I heard that those French girls were raunchy as hell I thought I’d go find me a young mademoiselle I’m no work of art and I’m well past my best But I’ve had a wash and I’ve changed my string vest......Read the rest...