Long Brooklyn bridge Poems

Politesse pleases me...
thank you very much
for letting me clutch
your attention courtesy
sharing following thoughts
thru reading my poem analogous 
to invisible electronic, 
fantastic, kinetic... touch.

Manners work like a charm
equivalent to abracadabra to disarm
truculent nasty shortish brutes
who thrive...

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the water in the teapot is boiling &
the top is rattling---
as the hot steam begins to bubble out
the piercing scream is coming---
14+ million out of work
no universal health insurance
foreclosures upon foreclosures
(just in time for the...

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In spite of it all....
Traveling over the Brooklyn Bridge, lights aglow
What a magnificent sight
Crossing the waters unto the city
Upon the dawning of the night....
On his way to New York, a kid from California
Doing the circuit...

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Two years ago I left New York,
to find my luck somewhere else,
and in Waterbury, Connecticut I settled in a ranch-house,
which overlooked middle-class homes
groping on verdant slopes;
the night stars may have shined 
a little brighter than...

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The Coat Hanger

Let's travel back in time to 1928, the place is Sydney (Australia)
The local government wanted to create a harbour crossing from 
the North to South of Sydney, architects were brought in to 
draw...

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Every Jack needs his Jill

When I close my eyes I see you 
Those pretty brown eyes I can see right through
Your beautiful soul 
Is where I live 
To you is where my love is to...

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New York, New York, the road in the fork  
   of the events, the places and folks who've buttered the pork

Like Rockefeller, Moynihan and Andrew Cuomo
   Frank Sinatra, Louie Armstrong,...

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I walk too fast on these busy sidewalks under the towering, illuminated skyscrapers,
any tourist or visitor notices the pace of my footsteps...that's so distinctively Newyorkese.


I talk with a northern accent so clear and distinguishable; and...

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twenty years ago you came to Berean and as pastor took up the reins
you've led us on a spiritual journey and we've never been the same
and like the Brooklyn Bridge your foundation has stood the...

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Change is the way the we all can relate,
We change fate, change hate, change the things that degrate,
And at a range, change seems like it only does great,
But isn't it strange, change can lead to...

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From marble and granite to steel and glass,
we were discussing Rhina Espaillat’s On the Avenue in class,
was it 1950s or 1980s NYC and were the fifties
the city’s halcyon days or is it now, the 2020s,
the...

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Historians are mere men.
They sail in the high seas of people
To catch a glimpse at the elusive whale of peace.

Yes, History is not just,
It is the poor outline of the book of Life.

Everyday historians climb...

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Yellow cabs and pavements they call sidewalks,
Grand Central Station and the Metro too,
Central Park as big as a small city,
The Empire State’s great panoramic view.
A walk through Greenwich Village or through Chelsea,
The Hudson flowing deep...

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The passengers were strapped in tight,
Excited for their twilight flight.
To get a close-up city view,
The doors were open as they flew.

One selfie shows a beaming guy
With thumbs-up as they hit the sky,
Expecting to see New...

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My wife, she likes those six pack abs
But me, I've got a keg
She can see that thing anytime she likes
And I won't even make her beg

I see myself as a muscle man
I workout everyday
Watching Tv...

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On Lorimer street
any coffee shop
is elegant and hip,
and people are very sweet.


There's no view
of the Brooklyn Bridge,
or buildings with a fancy facade,
drink your favorite coffee and say hello to Lou.


Folks converse in Italian and Russian:...

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Isn't New York City the leading global city? 
Wait...why is it called The Big Apple?
And for those who don't know...here's the aswer:
it was named after the poor street vendors,
selling apples during the Depression.
And despite all...

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My body is no longer beautiful I tortured it for way to long
I'm surprised it hasn't started a riot or went into a coma
Living life to the fullest is what everyone should think of doing
Don't...

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her hand cold with the death of romance
obligatory touch
we watched it erode like a mountain chipped away by cheap winds 
irretrievably sad
but still the flowers roll out, the cards keep coming
the quick peck kisses and...

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Only a dime a dozen for these broken dreams,
a free wooden nickel with each pack of lies.
A jar of hoodwinks, flimflams, and bumfuzzles,
a bucket of lost hope, and a box of how time flies.

A Brooklyn...

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Designed for spending money,
It's devoid of any soul.
Gamble, smoke and guzzle,
For depravity's the goal.

Flash and glitz and dazzle,
Fancy stores with no one buying;
Mothers dragging babies late at night
In strollers, crying.

Eiffel Tower, Pyramid,
Volcano timed to quake;
Flower...

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Brooklyn Bridge


I'll go there and I'll wait for him,
I'll go to Brooklyn Bridge
What hour I don't know

He'll come, he'll be there
To hold my hand
Willing to understand
He'll know me inside and out
My craziness, my weakness,
And what...

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Written October 7, 2015


I want to be
rich in wealth
Not measured by bank accounts
But by the greenery around my house
Feel like a mouse
In this maze of a world
in which we live
I want to be free and
Cool...

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