Philadelphia Poems

No One Counts the Bodies Jesus Walked Past

Kensington spreads its legs—
lets the city crawl in,
dripping Xylazine / fentanyl / tranq,
open sore veins
moaning dirty dirges.

False prophets—
all piss and panic—
bark half-lies
through decaying molars,
fingering apathy
for spare change.

You smell it
five blocks before you enter.
The stench tests your soul
before it reaches your throat.
Narcan.
burnt spoons.
street toilet.
Dreams twitch under heat lamps—
larval things
too stubborn to die.

Hope?
Hope’s a half-smoked, laced Newport
balanced

In Kensington Today

The factories long disappeared,
Silent structures still stay;
And more drugs than dreams have appeared,
In Kensington today.

The north of the Ave has its shine,
Less fine, southerly way;
Best Philly, and worst, intertwine, 
In Kensington today.

Six miles, in a small corner curled,
“What matter?” you may say;
Well, the world is here, here’s the world,
In Kensington today.

Nativist Riots, Kensington Philadelphia

Sit down, and let me tell you, son,
about the historic district, Kensington,
in the year eighteen-forty-four,
when the streets broke out in war. 

The Irish-Catholic were new arrivals,
impoverished, fighting for survival.
The existing population was disquieted,
and so, Philadelphia nativists rioted.

It was then that false rumors were passed.
In a bad light, the Irish were cast,
Propaganda and lies, the devil's tools,
"They want

Kensington Avenue, Philadelphia

Where is this? Are we on Mars?
America – just count the stores,
capitalist carnivores.
That so-familiar movie score,
the swish of passing cars.

The city built on Brotherly Love
(Wells Fargo, Fitch and Abercrombie)
at the mercy of Pam Bondi
- was that a person, or a zombie? –
What was Madison thinking of?

Car’s no use: no place to park it.
Arrested at a

Congratulations Philadelphia Eagles

A phenomenal day not writing poetry..
Watching excellence and physical symmetry!
Creativity in the ads were total artistry…
Halftime show done, with needed decency!

                  2/9/2025

                

Pride of Philadelphia

     'Brotherly love' reigns

     Miss Liberty Bell proclaims

        ~  Democracy’s cracked

Lorenzo

Uncooked grains of rice caked our apartment.
Dug themselves into my pliable plantar aspect
I welcomed you from the bottom of my being,
Into my soul,
A friend that made me feel whole.
You dreamt of delicious dishes dancing
In the taste buds of those you loved,
An acid trip of flavors meant for those
Whose love you longed to savor,
But never did.

You

Philadelphia, Usa

Philadelphia, 
When you enter Philadelphia 
You will think that all the drug lords 
Of the World live in that USA State. 
Millions of drug addicts, 
Streets filling with homeless people 
Due to drug addictions 
And few secret reasons ...
Which could be taken as  serious problem 
Of the USA government to look at first
Than trying to

Hiding Philadelphia

"Hiding Philadelphia"

The ground has cracked open 
like an egg, 
the shell scattered 
all about 
the yolk of life
sucked into the rubble 
where a child is born 
and carried out 
like a prayer 
an offering
to the silence
of mothers 
lost in the 
sentences
of the seven
churches
consorting
with angels and 
their lampstands
held in the right hand 
of a dead man

Delightful Dreams of You -Chapter 2: Philadelphia Love, Hands Up-

(KAP) Because I’m done with you
I’m done with you
I’m done with you
Because I’m done with you
I’m done with you
I’m done with you
Because I’m done with you
I’m done with you
I’m done with you

(Rap) Hands up in the air
If you agree with me that Philadelphia love is far from despair
Hands up in the air
If you agree with

Philadelphia Experiment

Perhaps a conspiracy, but the crew only knows, the
Happenings aboard the USS Eldridge, kept hushed
In a ship that sailed from sea port to time portals
Leaves a feeling this test was not ready, but rushed
Amid the Atlantic they were meant to disappear
Despite intentions, not only from sight did they vanish
Ever baffled by a green, eerie glow

I Will Leave

in an even more distant land
where love is a devil eating chains
at a big banquet
hope, a hungry wolf admiring him with lust,
I will go to a country 
where souls are called like soldiers in an unconscious war
underground
the curse, a gentle baby suckled by the grass
virgin death,  our joy
anger, flying stars
fear, dancing bride
tears broken kisses

At the Philadelphia Flower Show

At the Philadelphia Flower Show
we plotted and planned our future life
that was the first time you called me husband
and I delighted in calling you wife
we made a wish on every bud
every elegant and extravagant display
the tulips called to our lips
and we lovingly obeyed 
we ran barefoot across floral bridges 
and danced with rainbow Perennials 

Philadelphia

What would this city be like 
If no one dies tonight?
If bullets stop flying?
If innocent lives weren’t dying?
Because these streets are like a war zone
And one night you just might not make it home
Tell me what would Kensington be like if there wasn’t any drugs?
And when will the city truly become the city of brotherly

A Philadelphia Princess

A beautiful young woman who came from very near,
was off and running with a great acting career.
She starred in a movie with Clark Gable titled "Mogambo".
Later, she was paired with James Stewart in "Rear Window".
A great film by the name of "High Society" would show.
There were a few other movies we would get to know.
This

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