The speakers crackled as the booming female voice announced, “Sweet Love Train leaving in five minutes.” The doors clacked open As the conductor stepped outside. “All Aboard!” he bellowed in his deepest baritone. I watched as the passengers lined up to...
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Birthdays come and go ever so quickly now I sit and ponder my age And wonder when I will be under the plow Every year I dread the day I can’t believe its here again I am thrilled knowing it is not here to stay Why do we have to have a day to remember...
During the Day
Why I work nightsIt's so noisy during the day When all the humans are out with their planes and their trains, trucks, guns, and boats How do you think during the day when all the humans are out playing music, sky-diving, motorcycle riding, talking real loud through surro...
The Unexplainable
a poem of exploration from my collection Geography of the MindI haven't got a clue where the first waves began,the ones I'm walking through on this amazing day,and wish I knew how the sky became so blue,how these palm trees grew from seedsthat came from who knows where,or why I love to rhyme, make music with my word...
I used to read books once It had a beginning, a middle, and an end Now I just type a bunch of letters Then hit send. I used to carry photos They made my wallet fat Now I just slide back and forth on my phone I guess that takes care of that. I used to...
My Mind Is Like A River
from my new collection Geography of the Mind--Poems of ExplorationSometimes, the stars and moon and nighttime air are so perfect that being there in those moments is like being blessed, and I breathe them in as fully as I can and hold them in my heart and mind as a precious time, a sacred time when I feel the universe w...
Geography Of The Mind
a poem of explorationWhat is this country in my mind I've wandered through for all these years, this land of hills and valleys, streams and rivers I have crossed, mountains I have climbed, forests, meadows, tangled jungles where I was lost but somehow found my way to this pla...
He leaves her crying, alone, insides dead He makes her believe it’s all in her head. She wants to scream She wants to yell The anger consumes her Her life feels like hell. She is tired of being strong Of pretending she’s okay Of hiding the hurt In the lig...
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The rains came early that September Falling from a brooding leaden sky, After months of unending sunshine When all colour drained from fields and leaves, And small lakes and reservoirs dried up, Baked earth like concrete all that remained. The relentless...
Cupid Hand
Believe in love.We can not choose who we fall in love with. For love with the help of Cupid chooses us. Love, as the arrow from his bow, enters your heart. It does not matter if it is the right time or not. If she is half your age or not. If she is a woman of anothe...
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Shadows and Streets-Chapter 1
A wealthy girl, with an unlikely team, sets out to find her fiancé in New York.Sarvanez shifted in her chair. The corset pinched into her waist and it was every bit as uncomfortable as it looked. How do the women here wear these every single day? She thought to herself, feeling irritated. Still, in being a good visitor, she had agre...
Acing the Audition
Sorry, you didn't get the partTo: cynthiaj@ourtheatre.org Hi Cynthia,I saw in the trade today that you are still looking for an actor to be in Carlos' play. I know you had posted auditions to be held last night but they had been sparsely attended. If you folks are interested in someo...
One look catches another Heart touches heart Eyes bright with desire One smile follows more As feelings grow Hands reach out Time stands still One second A lifetime As he touches her hand with his lips Then holding her hand to his heart They pledge their...
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Jeanie
It’s funny how mothers always warn us about boys, but never about girlsI was annoyed… At first… Then I was amused. - - - I have lived in Midtown Manhattan for most of my adult life and Eugenia’s Creations just off Herald Square is my favorite boutique. I am a curvy girl and Eugenia designs specifically for ladies with a figu...