Long Daytona Poems

Geese, Goslings and the Bridge

Sometimes, when you least expect it, Mother Nature makes a u-turn and draws you into the ridiculous.  Such was the time recently as I was returning from a friend’s home...

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Somewhere in time this Philosopher stonily ponders...

A poet (quite familiar with yours truly)
sat at his computer
trying his darnedest to craft a rhyme
imagining when both parents
of mine lived during their prime,
when me creative father acted out...

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I was a kid in love, in deep adoration, oh the worship,
    The longing affection that I breathed a thousand times;
I wrote his name in my notebook, David, Dave, Mrs. David,
 ...

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It’s easy for you to tell me about me
You can take a magnifying glass and see problems I don’t see
Within a breath you can summarize my life
You can tell me when I went left and...

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Forget the First 48, how ‘bout the first 30 days, smh.

How is it that the House that has ALL the control is so out of control?
How is it that we got an elderly grandfather acting...

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The fire in Daytona                               ...

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Though still as loving, still as kind and gentle, still as beautiful as they were in days of yore…
today’s grandmas are a different breed than the grandmas who came before.

Although they still share some similarities…the...

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They are on the final stage 
Of being in their Nascar cage 
Soon they will leave the Daytona sun 
And under the lights this car racing contest will be done 

After putting up with the...

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I met George one spring day as he cruised by- so SEXY,
     he was a  d r e a m y  dream on a big motorcycle;
and I was so...

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I met George one spring day as he cruised by, so sexy
  he was a dreamy dream on a big motorcycle
and I was so young and at a lovely fanciful age, a butterfly
 ...

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Just One More Day

To: My brother Calvin 1948-2003

If I had one more day with you in my life,
I would thank you for imparting so much insight.         ...

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This is not Miami, the real site
of the sea grape.  This is a wannabe--
a biker town, a speedway town.  Not 
the fabled city of Dream Whip clouds
expressed into a flawless sky.  ...

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I met George one spring day as he cruised by, so sexy
   he was a dreamy dream on a big motorcycle
and I was so young and at a lovely fanciful age, a butterfly
...

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Though Santa never responded to pleas
There was just one gift on my list each year
A horse that could run at the speed of light
A bold little gal; I never had fear

With two high school friends...

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clouds sail across the sky-
my life     weather-stained
with years
the drums   of time   slowed now

my cane clicks on the path as I walk
to my favorite park bench
by the river's...

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Irma Pulled a Fast One
By Franklin Price
9/11/2017 – 6:07AM

Irma pulled a fast one
Just before I closed my eyes
Took a right turn to the East
To sooner see the sun arise

Was supposed to go to Tampa
Get a...

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Plant in your heart, seeds of stars a-plenty,
Thence will come to thee,a white turtle dove.
Bringing you peace and serenity.
Stop being on the top, you are so darn boring!
Let another fellow human being share some glory.

Poetry?...

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I never get tired of being on fire for Christ.
Let hell turn to ice. 
The second coming is close. 
Your an eternity away from being toast. 
The teer from your eye is a light year...

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Though Santa never responded to pleas
There was just one gift I wanted each year
A horse that could run at the speed of light
A bold little gal, I never had fear

With two high school friends, I...

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He was standing there, like a painting by Raphael,
Above a parking garage, for show,
For all to see, behind a bay window,
A forgotten resident of our Daytona Beach Hotel.

And I stared up in awe and dismay,
Stunned,...

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White Suits and Wet Streets, A Miami Vice Poem

The pastel blur of Ocean Drive at twilight,
a saxophone weeping through the humid air.
White linen jackets catching the neon glow,
shoulder pads sharp enough to cut the tension.

Crockett's...

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At the joyful sunrise service on Easter morn
On the sands of Daytona Beach no lines are drawn
Worshipers from each Christian denomination
Gather in unison as one congregation

Protestants, Mormons and Catholics in pre-dawn haze
Chorus of voices offering...

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Seeking out the sanctuaries
till jaggedness wears; blunt
only tumbles harder, to boo
nightmarish: it knocks keen
etching, grooves which rake…

Fleeing sleep, a roused huff
real, wheels in its silent war;
engages a caged subterfuge:
Eloquent is a pebbled stone!

(8/15/2020: Inspira: Sanctuary...

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This is a news story stranger than any other.
It’s about a suicide attempt by a pregnant mother.
She wanted to kill herself and her three children.
The thirty-two year old drove her minivan into the ocean.
Hours before,...

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There were some poets, they lived in gnarled trees.

Creating short comments lists, rapidly as can be.

In that way, they could comment, lickety-split! 

Mundane acronyms, displaying only an empty wit?

You will find these poets next to...

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