Long week ends in style
Endless joy starts with endings
Start the bells anew.
Friday, February 12, 2016
2/12/2016
Labels:
365,
365 project,
poem,
poetry
Location:
Astoria, Queens
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
2/10/2016
I stare into those eyes that shan't return
a gaze or glance to blanch and to discern.
He plays it casual waiting for the sign,
and waits with tapping foot and heart benign.
Like a bubble popped inside a body
and thoughts flood back to souls he can't embody.
a gaze or glance to blanch and to discern.
He plays it casual waiting for the sign,
and waits with tapping foot and heart benign.
Like a bubble popped inside a body
and thoughts flood back to souls he can't embody.
Tuesday, February 9, 2016
2/9/2016
Swing and shake up and down
Headed out uptown.
Spinning flowing round and round.
Need and want turn a phrase
Venue for staged plays
Nothing yielding days and days.
Stripped down skin and bone
Sweat yields hidden tone.
New again a skill to hone.
Racing heart, pumping blood.
End the night, end the flood.
Labels:
365,
365 project,
poem,
poetry
Location:
Astoria, Queens
Sunday, February 7, 2016
2/7/2016
When shouts and roars a field surround and fill
The echoed call and endless glories thrill.
Herclean might was tempered by the one
Whose wisdom changed the course of struggle done.
Good sage did smite his foe without his arm
His troops he moved across the field with charm.
Career now ends with trophy haul in tow
The man who taught the world that he could throw.
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
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