Long Curbside Poems

Hey you out there 
Life hasn't been fair
I see you,
This is something true
On that street corner you stand
Need a hand
 This corner is important at this point of time in your life.
So much strife
Do you...

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Hey you out there 
Life hasn't been fair
I see you,
This is something true
On that street corner you stand
Need a hand
 This corner is important at this point of time in your life.
So much strife
Do you...

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Shane walked to the back of the bar and found the door opened to an alley littered with the garbage of the bar and the restaurant beside it, the one whose neon sign has two...

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Shane walks in, hurries to the back of the bar. He finds the door opened to an alley littered with the garbage of the restaurant beside it, the one whose neon sign has two lights...

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You have to forgive me
Been in the hospital 
For 3 days now
With mi amor
Who has been
In a month
white uniforms
Calm colors familiar
I almost forgot I
Step on new 
ground each day

Antiseptic smell
Broken by humanity
When what is taken
To...

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Remembering Elm Street

Take my hand – follow the plan,
Let’s go for a walk down wide Spruce Street;
Friends to play with and neighbors to greet 
But now that we see all that we can
Let’s turn the...

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You Never Know What You’ll See on Elm Street

Take my hand – follow the plan,
Let’s go for a walk down wide Spruce Street;
Friends to play with and neighbors to greet 
But now that we see...

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There lived an old lady
On Widegulley Street
Who owned a black cat
With little white feet.

One Halloween night, 
She formed a cute plan
To dip the cat’s feet
In black paint in a pan.

With her fully black cat
Tucked under...

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Racism,
and sexism
and violent capitalism
are as American
and as bad for you
and your kids
as pre-millennial rotten and burned-out apple pie-sellers

And ProMatriotic learning 
and living 
and health loving 
post-millennial WinWin co-operators
against LoseLose
racism
and sexism
and violent capitalism
as AntiAmerican
as burning-out 
and...

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Two days ago, the curbside stack of trash was shaping up.
The maximum size of 4W x 8L x 4H was just about done.

About this time, a friendly homeless man suddenly showed up.
He walked toward me...

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If you want to keep 
             your expanding 
              ...

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I rolled like Caesar down the boulevard the day I came to town.
My triumph was impromptu and abrupt.
I parked my Chevy by the curbside on a gentle downhill slope
In hope there’d be no need for...

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Hand written cardboard signs
Held up by soiled hands
Asking for food, for change.
New to the game and still clean
Rookie looking like
He just went out for a walk
Stood curbside
Taking tips from the veteran.
His anguish ridden face
Spoke volumes.
No...

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A faction of three benches                              ...

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A herald announced the joyous news that a king was to visit my hometown!
Jerusalem was abuzz anticipating seeing a royal king wearing a regal crown!
I could visualize his majesty arriving on a prancing Arabian steed,
Or...

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Have a seat, we need to talk
Some say buses have no friends
That might sound like a pretend
Am I really serious?
Why yes
Buses capture a multitude of hearts
That is just the start
Transit buses are the ones that...

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Entered politics on the Braille Ticket
agitating for better municipal lighting
for the long suffering curbside hookers 
and their various pimp coerced implants
his telephone rang  only at meals
the lives of the connected are not easy
for reasons...

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A herald announced the joyous news that a king was to visit my hometown!
Jerusalem was abuzz anticipating seeing a royal king wearing a regal crown!
I could visualize his majesty arriving on a prancing Arabian steed,
Or...

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There is abundance in all our lives,
The trick is simply to open our eyes.
For when you open your eyes to what you have,
Instead to what you have not.
You will find that what you have is...

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Isolation accompanies him along with his gin
An urban nomadic as he finds shelter in sin
Tarnished from his second hand clothes to his unjustly judged soul
Yet satisfactions rest within his panhandling bowl
Stained teeth glimmer when hearts...

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There’s beauty in the strangeness , as in
night moths flying under icy fog
, or the dull moon , like a dying birthmark 
, or a flock of snow geese , illuminated
as white teeth : like...

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Once proud, walked tall                               ...

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late November air,
crisp
pale with the steamy breath of borderless joy
for children who sit curbside
bundled in the bulk of layers softening cold
children (mitten heavy) 
           ...

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POEM " SAYING GOODNIGHT WHEN I SHOULD SAY GOODBYE " by martin gedge

To sit here in silence and stare into dark
should I follow my head or follow my heart
I've been through the trials the thick...

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Just a regular curbside puddle,
It really wasn't that big.
But it had the look of an ocean,
To a sweet little puppy named 'Pig.'

"Your paws might touch the water,
No chances that you will drown."
Pig looked at his...

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