Long Hipster Poems

We’re in Paris, staying with my Grandmère (Grandmother) for a few days around Mother’s day.
Peter (my bf) is getting to know my Grandmère. They’ve started to relax and enjoy each other. This time, when they...

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Apple of my eye darling daughter numero deux gifted me...

Twenty four years ago –
February 4th, 2023,
whose existence begat 
by this dada and da mama aye
revel in your bursting at figurative 
seams viz maturation, and know...

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Time To Cook the Rolls 

“Honey, turn on the oven to 350; the movie is starting!”

Soupy Sales is kicking back with June Taylor at Studio 50.
He is flirting with her leggy dancers as they feed...

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Shana Aubrey Harris – 
 whose existence begat by dada and da mama; aye
revel your bursting at figurative seams viz maturation, and know by
chatting over telephone, your aura, charisma, 
   and persona finds...

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what do you need to be told
to make you capable of pragmatic liberation
which could be the foundation to a new
assessment of the inevitable
darkness is our measure but never our limit
its manic prism reflects everything all...

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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 was drifting north, looking out for work,
found myself in Iowa, in Des Moines,
a polka band was holding a concert,
they needed roadies, so I thought I’d join.

The work was easy, just moving heavy things,
and helping...

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Dear Spoken Word
Thank for giving me 
A platform Im able to perform.
From the page to the stage
Youve been an out for me as time passed on.

When I first saw you, it was in the 8th...

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I was walking down to the taco joint
wearing my new conical Chinese hat,
I looked how it looked, it gave me some flair,
but some beta-hipster took issue with that.

He stalked up and said,”It’s people like you
who...

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My son’s name is Dylan, was country raised
in the hills of Wyoming where cattle graze,
helped on the ranch, but never felt fulfilled,
hated his hometown as teens often will.

But he ‘did his time’ until graduation,
went to...

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We had breakfast on the Champs-Élysées this morning at Café Joyeux. Their croquet monsieur (a breakfast sandwich) was to die for - one bite can cure a hangover. They also serve a deep, rich Yirgacheffee...

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The minuteman with his musket,
The man who won our freedom,
An everyday guy asked to step up,
And like a soldier, carry a gun
An old friend who made you,
An old friend that you’ve spurned.

The woodsman with coonskin...

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Shyloch, Shyloch Ye of crippled writers block Howl !
Hipster!  
Survivor of sanatoriums drug riddled needled dreams and cancer lobotomy fantasies!
Drowned out by the apathy of X-Factor modernity!
Shyloch whose machinery sprite faster through chemical brewing!
And...

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shivering teeth the ceiling’s descent,
the drunken spongy borders of
dim imagined soggy pulsing
images in foggy spots,
exhalation and the sound of exhalation,
sense as the center of dampening paper
surrounded by our soft cocooning breath.
the shrieks are streaked across...

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the bar is crowded
and the smoke tickles my nostrils
i sneeze a few times
then find a place in the front
the band is a joke
lead guitarist sticks to power chords
except the rare occasion
he noodles like an idiot...

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“I Remember Beaches”


I remember beaches
hot white sand with crystal
blue water and phosphorescence
melting into everything

Salt on my face, on my lips
even my hair was drenched
in it.  There was so much sand
that I could have my...

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Old Jane Gallagher, 
she was fine, 
in that sun shining on an every-day-girl sort of way.
Giggling 
as her checkers clacked and she stacked up her kings, 
funny 
how young women enter men’s senses and take...

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i am not a beatnik
ive been called hipster
i am not a caucasian
blood type O positive
I live in the house i was raised in
i destroyed it and rebuilt it
the discovery of my identity
i hit my head...

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remember these rich kids
who moved from downtown 
Manhattan,
after the towers fell,
out into the uncharted territories of
Bushwick & those regions of
Brooklyn, which had once been
lined with 3 story houses (or fewer)
& whose skyline one could
see over,
when...

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A splatter of random color,
literally thrown on the canvas,
sold for two million dollars,
has it really come to this?
Somebody would shell out cash
for what is really a paint spill?
Perhaps they really ‘get it,’
I’m thankful that I...

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I felt so fine today
Because I went to the mall, Costco and the movieplex
I needed to find others dressed in unique fashions
Completely their own
As well as exquisite food I could never cook on my own
The...

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Oh, you’re cool. Deck.
With your battered copy of Naked Lunch
tucked away in your thrift-store
		-satchel, it’s definitely a satchel-
that holds your cigarettes,
the ones you bummed last Wednesday,
and the extra scarf you keep with you
	at all times
just...

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Feisty as a tiger
Command of a lioness
With the cheshire cat's smile

She’s a brown eyed queen of hearts
Heir to the throne
Always balancing between decisions

She has a dark brown mane
Wonderfully wild with
A serious swagger in her step.

Told...

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Infection Sublime
                 by Odin Roark

with his lone return
on this New York street
in middy’s humid heat
he did see shutters closed
behind...

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down along 42nd and cypress street
 the allegorical prostitutes say their not street
 hookers but just a symbol of sex.

  just like the walking sign post 
  stop, merge left, bump, 
 narrow...

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