Melodies
After half a century, You and I could pass each other On the street Without a glint of recognition. But every time I listen to a Chopin polonaise Or one of Billie’s songs, The memories come flooding back. I’m in… Read more ›
After half a century, You and I could pass each other On the street Without a glint of recognition. But every time I listen to a Chopin polonaise Or one of Billie’s songs, The memories come flooding back. I’m in… Read more ›
Hey punk, You with the ring in his nose And stapled ear Who looks like a cross between The Laughing Cow And the loser in a fight With a collating machine, Watch Out! With Viagra and Botox To level the… Read more ›
On Sunday the preacher , to the consternation of his congregants, decided to found a whole new faith, The Brethren of the Here and Now. There aint no second act, he sanctimoniously declared, so sit back and enjoy the first.… Read more ›
You’re 65 and tired beyond all measure. In the desert of your lassitude Your last drop of vitality Has drained away, Your vibrant years all stacked behind you, The dull ones stretching out ahead In a tedious dead-end road. Then… Read more ›
Despite a notice in the paper Requesting contributions In lieu of flowers, They continued to arrive, Like uninvited guests, The buds of bereavement The petals of sorrow, A lush memorial of Stately peace lilies with stylish fronds, Thorny bushes of… Read more ›
In Vegas you can get Tori, a comely co-ed from L.A. Delivered to your door In twenty minutes flat Or else she’s free. Twins are only fifty dollars more. But I’ve got Irma with me, Tigress of the AARP And… Read more ›
Sunday morning at the MOMA He was floating like a feather Among Monet’s lillies A slender pink form Set against the limpid blue Of water and sky, His head resting on The swirling clouds, His feet trailing In the dark… Read more ›
Beautiful kid. In yet another drunken rage, Your father’s locked you out again. You show up at my door At an hour when Only feral dogs Roam the cramped streets Scavenging for food. Beautiful kid, Your swollen face, A ghostly… Read more ›
I don’t believe in destiny But when we met, You fell into my arms As if they were a second home. Fresh from the shower and Sprinkled with talc, You smelled like a baby. When we kissed, the towel Nearly… Read more ›
No one wants to say goodbye When the music fades to silence And the last dance is done. Words of endearment, Left unsaid, Linger in the air Like silent accusations. I walk home alone, The eerie quiet broken only By… Read more ›