park Milky Way
Poem inspired by Brod Buddy C Nepomuceno’s belief in Paradise. Dedicated to him and his wife Ochie. As well as to Linda and husband Brod Bobby A Coronel. A love that carries yonder beyond.
God’s Little Hearth Our home in the vastness of nothingness called universe
Frankincense Auroras dance in spectrum glows Soul positive born unscorn In tandem pole life bridges halos Across the universe trumpets horn.
The Exodus Garden of Eden The sun slowly kindling a dazzling… Resplendent symphonic dawn a majes… Iridescent auroral mirage a magica…
giving love giving love is the way to happiness the more love you give the happier you are
October Bear American Dream American Dream Fall rise volatile Wall Street You scheme drool and scream
Always There Is A First Time There is always a first time This one is for posterity This one turns the page To a new dawn
spring verses Phil saw his shadow revealed six more winter weeks cold six weeks we’re out out and have our poetry
star song night sky star sky light glitter shining fireflies-like shimmer
spread light spread love outside our bubble sun’s universe outer space been said lies the all more expanse no bounds
America Can’t Breathe This is the Big Apple I am an entrepreneur Just selling cigarettes on the sid… Please I can’t breathe
Celestial In My Soul “...I played my best for Him...” Angelic drumbeats Through streams of cascading wind… Echo in my soul
Poetic License Ah... Uh... Ah Single word stanzas four lines qua… To free verse to metered sonnets r… Haiku seventeen decima eight rhyme…
let go and enjoy the moment day in the life kind– then let go of that moment and move on to the next one without anticipation and so on – and since you do not know what the future holds...
Tired totally tired. My brain, long ago half empty, is getting paralyzed and gaslighted with all the goings on in this island paradise earth that seems to be peacefully floating along t...
Tall trees and rock terrain A leisure walk on a cool sunny day Radiant sky over bluish garden Glimmering water of a quiet lake Along the summer fields nearly gol…