Miniature Train-Riding
I almost can’t remember how the trains raced around the track. How Dad and I adjusted knobs and toggled twitches. How town lights turned on and off; how locomotives whirled out of the tunnel....
Category: Poetry
Sands of My Broken Timing Glass
How long until the sands run out Of your ticking, tracking eyes That look so freely in and through me And gaze upon shores of my muddled tries How long until the sands run...
For Me Not
For me not For you have nothing to fear But my heart For only my heart has the strength To weaken yours For only my heart can minimize Your will power For only my...
Stay In The Present
Wisdom is the Band Aid put on scrapes tumble-downs look mighty painful to the inexperienced the heart is strongest fresh out the package and so goes strain Upsetting world; rainy, divine happenstance teaches best...
Such Summer Fun
An old video, copied from an old film, shows me attempting to roller skate with the Sterino kids. I remember laughter, and perhaps some encouraging words from Debbie. She, with her long, thick brown...
The Unknown Writers
Poem There are millions of unknown writers, unheard souls publishing their words in the wind. They are born, they live and die in silence to your ear just because you do not understand their...
Racehorse Dreams
“It was one of his many ‘get rich quick’ schemes,” Mom says. She and Dad bought a racehorse with some thoroughbred blood in it. They hired a trainer and jockey, and rented stables. They...
Coat My Skin in Ash
Inspiring Poem Ashes rise and fall filling the sky with nothing but specs of black. The air choked with memories of the past, things that marked who we were now floating bits and...
Between Two
Poem To think of the disparity between what we feel and what we tell Each other you would almost think at times the other didn’t Deign to say anything at all with everything...
First reading in Twenty Years
Suffern Poetry hosts an Open Mic in the community room, on the top floor of Suffern’s Village Hall. Rows of chairs, separated by one aisle, lead to the “stage”—an open space at the front...
