Long Stroller Poems

Damian Stood with the front 
Door opened and said,  "Family! 
We will be leaving in fifteen 
Minutes. Do whatever you have
To before we hit the road. Use
The bathroom whatever! 
Come on!! HAKIM!! About 7
minutes...

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Forty-seven years ago I went abroad for college, then - after graduation - chose to live across the sea.
I called my parents often, and I mailed them many cards, but rarely made the trip back...

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The time was 11:05. Damian 
Made the essential announcement 
"HAKIM the time is now 11:05
We will leave this place at 11:15am.
That's 10 minutes from now.
So use the toilet, do everything 
You need to do for...

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Miracle ova fertilized cell...

Yielded pink bundle of joy
self determined autonomous millennial
relocated University of Pennsylvania
Engineering graduate class of 2019
calls Oakland, California home
(employed at Certified B Corporation)
lives with her lovely beau,
and two beautiful tortoiseshell cats.

December twenty second
two...

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It was my first day back at work…I was behind the counter in the store…when a woman pushing her baby in a stroller walked in through our front door.

I greeted them as I always do…Mom...

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Incredible Product Warnings

By Elton Camp

Far from folly this hair dry warning is keeping
In telling snoozers, “Do not use while sleeping”

Thinking of putting a curl in your colon or tongue? 
“For external use only,” on curling...

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What was missing in my life?
You!

I lived many years without you,
not knowing what I was missing.

One day a surprise came to us
at an unexpected late- in- life date,
it was a baby boy.

He smiled at us...

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I grew up in a garden paradise
large white house in the country
sheltered by ancient oaks and naievity
passed idyllic days in childhood bliss
never ran it much through my mind before

until the day
I walked two hours with...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: White Boys
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/1995

I want to do 
just like
the white boys
do -

Wear
six hundred
dollar
shoes,

and
dress
in
the finest 
of
suits -

I want 
a
six figure
income,

to splurge 
at
Fred Segal's,

on
Melrose
avenue -

I want to
jog
with 
my dog,

while 
pushing
my child
in a 
stroller -

I want to
send
my children,

to
only
the best
of
schools -

I...

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7/20/19

"I'll be your Joker"


Still a registered voter
Signed up to be an organ donor
And finally became a car owner

I rarely use a controller
When it's time, I'll man up and buy a stroller
As well as panels that...

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If it is off, I must turn it on.
If it is on, I must turn it off.
If it is folded, I must unfold it.
If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled.
If it...

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and the story goes like this . . .  

I walk up the dusty, dark staircase that had been my favorite place,
     playing with my dolls, make believe, dreaming of...

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Steps ***

Remember standing barefoot
In a stream or lake or ocean as the current of water
 ran cool and fast over the ankles?
That liquid, which made our planet
a home for life, beckoning us and so delightfully.

Think...

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A feather blowing in the wind, no directions it has no friends unsure of where it will meet its end, only sure of where it begin it used to be part of a great beast...

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The crazy neighbor down the street from me,  
always had her multi colored polka dotted curtains open for all to see.  
Music is playing very loud,  
there was a wonderful beat to...

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I am taking care of my 11-month-old grandson. I love every-minute and he's stolen my heart. I've seen the growth within him with lots of love and affection he gets. He is crawling and into...

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Newborn me,
Didn’t know the world,
And the world didn’t know me.
With closed, arched eyes,
I slept through most memories.
All that surrounded me were
Genuine smiles and affectionate hugs.
No judgement of the sparse hair or the dangly cheeks.
A soft...

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I open the book of time once more and again,
where pages are engraved in my mind;
the worn old pages-   all tattered and yellow,
oh, here is the house of my childhood;
and my memories come...

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For years the otter stood on a shelf in the toy store…stood up proud and strong…
waiting for the right child to choose him…then Ollie came along.

In his stroller while in the store…long before he had...

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upon seeing the potted flowers in the store
so beautiful, so seemingly original in all their
majestic aura, flirting with all the senses,
taken in by the smell & aroused by the touch of the
petals,
the onlooker wants nothing...

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Dirt Roads

Hello ole friend, I’ve visited you before.
What can you tell me, what news is in store?
You read like a book, imprinted and deep.
I know there are secrets, you like to keep.

Let’s see what’s gone...

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Reliving Upside Down
                     by Odin Roark

The Jungle Gym geodesic glistened,
Afternoon showers dripped,
Languorous droplets fell, 
Saturating...

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Hi, Mistew Powiceman!
  Hi kid. Wutcha doin' outside?
I'm just  pwaying hide-and-seek wif my fwends

Where's your mask, kid?
  In my pocket.  I stawted sweating.
Well, put it on again, ok?
  Ok. (Eyes...

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The fake isolation of the island insinuated the fostering of remnants;
remnants of religious fervor, close knit seafaring families, and rugged farmers;
remnants of power past and present.

A fog shrouded canvass awaits the onslaught of August revelry.
And,...

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Sunday dawns bright by Little Bay,
Rise from dream flights as sleepy stays.


Explore the space of rental spree,
Succinct fine pace Air BnB.


A homestay neat as tempo scales,
A lovely feat as trip avails.


Rain keeps things wet and...

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