Long Fedora Poems

Film Noir

By the lampost at night
with the pale moon shining bright
but obscured by the fog
I saw her in the harbor
standing where my boat lay moored
but she knew that
her azure eyes beckoned me to come
smoke from...

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Film Noir

By the lamppost at night
with the pale moon shining bright
but obscured by the fog
I saw her in the harbor
standing where my boat lay moored
but she knew that
her azure eyes beckoned me to come
smoke from...

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You're so far away from me and I suck trying to go slow when I know
I wanna snatch you up, bail you out, and take us to our new home
It's hard when I'm alone in...

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A subtle numbness overtakes my senses. I feel a slight heavy weight fall upon me in the gentlest of ways, almost like you’re wearing a fur coat in a meat locker and someone’s pissing on...

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After Tom left, Bill slugged down his coffee, donned his Stetson and slipped out the side 
entrance. Tom saw him for a split second and quickly looked up at the ceiling as if he didn’t....

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When my first Grandchild was born I loved
him from word go.I arranged my work schedule so that I could keep him when his mother returned
to work.I would arrive about a quarter to eight to his...

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Josh’s drinking days were long behind him.  The three beers he drank before ordering his meal; the two beers he drank during his meal; and, the two Bailey’s he consumed after his meal had...

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Travelling on the road for business gets old fast.  The inside of one hotel room starts to look the same as another in any town you name.  When you travel by yourself it...

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“We’re cleared for takeoff,” the pilot announced, “settle in, our flight time to Atlanta will be 9 hours.”

The Gulfstream roared down the runway and in a moment the tops of trees flashed by. We climbed...

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I went to the Secretary of State's office
to receive my license today.
On the way, I swear
I saw my uncle fresh out of rehab.
I swear
I thought I saw Miguel Pinero's ghost
on the sidewalk
in his classic rags,...

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Moonlight tango

It was a Saturday night, in Buenos Aires, 10:30pm, to be exact. It was a hot summers night, and you could see, and feel, the steam rising from the cobblestone street, here in La...

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I see you hipsters in rustic coffee shops with pictures of Marlyn Monroe and contemporary art, 
the girl in all black with a black beret to make her look more avant-garde and red colored hair...

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My Fetish. I adore you.
                              ...

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My Pet Poems, WOODY

Not long after our heart-stealing beauty
Watson passed, Jim drove me off from
The breeder’s and I sat in the passenger seat
With a cocker, colored a light maize/vanilla,
Cupped in my palms on my lap,...

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I can't handle pretenders.
Something someone is not.
No 'spect for a paper gangster.
Living a fake life until caught.

A lawyer watching Son's of Anarchy.
Blue jeans with vest, will be looking phat.
Uber delivers him to a Harley shop,
wearing...

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Goodbye Fall with all the auburn leaves of the reddest sunset,
goodbye crackling path where I met the last songbirds,
whose melody accompained me to winter's doors;
and with deep sadness I kept on looking back.


Welcome gloomy winter...

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Three of a Kind
                 
  For Caroline (Kay) Levy and Elizabeth Bishop 

I could take certain scenes from...

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I had just retired to bed
Around midnight, perhaps
Soft strokes of guitar


First I got startled
It was a one room facility
Not a mouse in sight


I alone was on tour
On my office duty
Puzzled, I looked around


A velvet soft...

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like time, his shadow
bends around the past, echoing
grief and pain, then peace
where there had been anguish,
agony silencing the laughter,
the sting of doubt tempting the hope
who believes, just breathes, believes
the moments when yesterday
sat waiting and patient,...

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Leaning On a Stone

I was afraid of gaining weight, so I kept on puffing my cigarettes. Filling my lungs, holding that drag as long as I could. I liked that feeling deep in my chest....

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For Vera, Leanna and Leslie

Today in church I was rapt as I listened to the words of the pastor,
As she spoke about the death and glorious resurrection of the Master!
But I must confess that my...

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777 words
As I write 777 words at any non-chalance glance which depreciates the value of...seven hundred and seventy six words to go. Akin to the morph of sharks lain prone to see on the seashells...

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I found him slumped over his Remington No.5, no more "Elite Typing" for this poor fellow. His Fedora was on the floor beside him, flat as a pancake with a stilleto heel print in the...

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I remember how I cried
The day my father died.
The doctor laid the blame
When he said that cancer came:
Lymph nodes, lungs,
Philosophy of Carl Jung,
Words of explanation
For everything, no blame,
Too late for shame.

The final service was long.
I...

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*Image of Global Positioning System by Rankr.

All Roads Led to Hell, Until GPS

An attempted refolded map resolved itself against a ruffled sort,
the championed driver -- not of cars,
GPS constants a dashboard as a storm flit...

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