The First Kiss

The First Kiss  (A time I didn't want to go home)

     Kiss me one more time I said and I promise I will leave. She lightly touched my lips.  The darkness shielded my cowardice. I didn't want to let her go. I wanted to hold her closer. My body was electric.
     We softly open our eyes. I could see she felt it too. We were bound by an energy. She moved her hand toward mine-  before she touched me I could feel her and she could feel me. And I knew I could not leave her.
     We walked towards the car. I don't know if others were near. I don't even remember if the night was dark or if the day had come. All I knew was that I could never leave her.
     Moments may have passed, words may have been spoken, promises made I don't remember. All I know is I would never leave her. 

someone like you

     I am rushing down a water flume. Water rushing all around me. Drops of water like crystals lay across my eyes to form a transient kaleidoscope. My torso is driven aimlessly by the water that thrust me down and forward-dragged like a doll that has no strength- then silence.

     I'm standing in the middle of a street that is lined with beautiful elm trees. Brownstones hug me as I stroll so easily towards an unknown. Stars break through the branches. The silence caresses my soul.  I feel lonely, longing, melancholic. I think of you or someone like you.

     So I stroll down  the streets not so easily- hoping to find you or someone like you. 

Once I walked with gods

Once I walked with Gods

When the world was young I walked among natives in a land that kissed the heavens.
Clouds lay below, far away, floating borders, reminders that I walked with Gods.
From my spot, I could see the raindrops below. The wind blew cold air and the sun sparkled momentary warmth on my skin.
Silence can be very loud. That is where I walked where silence does not exist - where sound has never found its way.

Fall again

Fall Again

Morning's loneliness  crawls  as slow and deliberate  as does the waking sun.  Eternal dawn. Slowly the earth turns brown. Birds flock to fly. Dew is iced. Windows are framed by frost. Intentional careful movements cross the long wood floor. Lovers reluctantly move, transplanted from their warm strong moment. Eye views.
Vision breaks. Slowly air fills and let's go.The sun ascends. I wonder as did  the dusk.
Magnificent  gold,every shade laid in yellow trim. The clock moves, waking  from its' evening  slumber.
And I raise, and I rise, and I wonder, today maybe falls again.

The Stars and Moon

Tonight

Who holds you close
and whispers those sweet things you love to hear
Who shares your  dreams,
 your tender kiss,
your soft caress
and  tells you the night would be a dark  empty place
 a void in time 
a vast forever loneliness
 if you were absent in time and space
Who tells you everything without speaking a  word
and knows your wants just by knowing your heart
Who disappears in the entanglement of your embrace
and touches  those secret places that free the passions you subside
Who holds you so close that there is no beginning no end
that two are one from dusk to dawn
and Who
Who gives you the stars and moon tonight?

HappPy As

Happy​ ​as … Dancing with you in  ​the​ ​moonlight
​Counting​ ​clouds​ ​singing Blinded​ ​By​ ​the​ ​Light​
Skipping ​ ​an-uh  ​jumping in​ ​the​ ​raindrops​
making​ ​promises​ ​that​ ​we​ ​won't​ ​stop

Happy​ ​as …The​ ​first​ ​day​ ​of​ ​school​ ​
watching​ ​all​ ​the​ ​kids​ ​​ ​play​ ​it​ ​​ ​cool
The smell of  brand​ ​new​ ​sneakers​ in the air
P.K. ​Flyers​ ​make you​ run faster and  ​jump​ ​high-er ​

Crisp​ ​fall​ ​air​ chills​ ​the​ ​bones​ ​just​ ​so right ​​
Monica​ Powell you ​​sure look nice

Happy as ... ​Nuns​ ​are​ ​crazy​ I know
​I've​ ​been​ ​schooled​
Pray​ ​five​ ​Hail​ ​​ ​Mary's​, four​ ​Our​ ​Father’s​ ​
and​ ​get​ ​to​ ​know​ ​your​ ​beatitudes

Sister​ ​Mary​ ​Rita​ ​Aquinas​ ​​ racist  ​nickel stealing​
knuckle​ ​ruler​ ​slapping​ ​faceless​ ​​ ​stone​ ​in​ ​black​ ​and​ ​white
 

​Give​ ​you a​ ​nickel​ ​for​ ​every four​ ​letter​ ​word​ ​that​ ​breaks​ ​my
​Catholic​ ​School​ ​going​ ​lips

​Well​ ​here​ ​is​ ​a​ ​dollar​
kiss​ ​my​ ​ass​ ​​ 33  times  ​and​
​Keep​ ​the​ ​change

Happy as...
​Laughing​ ​all​ ​the​ ​way​ ​to​ the ​principal's​ ​office

Good​ ​morning​ ​Father Joe 

Good​ ​morning​ ​Sister​ ​Catherine​
Thank​ ​you​ ​for​ ​being​ ​so​ ​good

Happy​ ​as ... 583​ ​Uniondale​ ​Avenue Frank's​ ​Pizza.​ ​​
​The​ ​best​ ​pizza​ ​in​ ​the​ ​world, ​No​ ​the​ ​UNIVERSE
​
ExtraCHeese Crispy​Crust​ DRIPping​Oil 55​Cent​ ​Hit​The​​Spot Hit​-me​-Dos
 ​Eat​ ​​ ​strategically 

Bite ​from side​ ​to​ ​side​ ​​  
Crust
​ ​then​ ​Top​ ​
then​ Top​
​then​ Crust​
​​​leave​ ​the​ ​middle​ ​for​ ​the​ ​last

Frank​ ​where​ ​have you​ ​gone?​
A​ ​pupuseria​bodega​charlatan​ ​has​ ​taken​ ​your​ ​space​ ​
but​ ​not​ ​your​ ​spot
You​ ​ruined​ ​all my​ ​pizzas ​since​ ​you​ ​stopped

Happy​ ​As …
Snow​ ​falling​ ​in​ ​the​ ​middle​ ​of​ ​the​ ​night
silence​ ​as​ ​I​ ​shove​ ​the​ ​mounds​ ​from​ ​side​ ​to​ ​side
​
Crispy chilly​ ​​ ​conversations​ ​with​ ​the​ ​sky  ​singing​ ​Domino out loud​
​​ ​O-O​ ​​ ​Domino​,  (TRUMPETS ) ​(bada bada ba ) roll​ ​me​ ​over​ ​Romeo​ ​....
Lord  have​ ​mercy ..  ooOO DOmiNO just give me some of those rhythm and blues
Van​ ​Morrison​ ​you​ ​Irish​ ​Rock​ ​n​ ​Roll​ ​god ​how​ ​do​ ​you​ ​know​ ​what​ ​I​ ​want​ ​to​ ​say​ ​or​ ​how I​ ​feel    Scribe to my soul ​Sláinte​ my​ ​brother       Sláinte
​Translation to all my non drinking Irish deprived brethren  DRINK

Both​ ​my​ ​girls​ ​sleep​ ​warm​ ​tonight

Happy​ ​As…
When​ ​I​ ​held​ ​her​ ​tight  ​her​ ​hand​ ​so​ ​small​ ​was​ ​​ ​all​ ​inside​ ​of​ ​mine ​I​ ​hummed​ ​a​ ​lullaby for our  first stroll

Happy​ ​as …our first night she​ ​was​ ​wrapped​ ​so​ ​tight  ​sneak​ ​a​ ​peek​ ​from​ ​those​ ​wondering​ ​eyes ​stole​ ​my heart​ ​and​ ​changed​ ​my​ ​life​ ​​ ​March​ ​21​ ​1995.
​​ ​
China​ ​doll​ ​face almond​ ​colored​ ​eyes​ ​​hair​ ​as​ ​black as​ ​night​ alligator​ ​tears endless ​ ​hugs​ ​and​ ​the​ sweetest sweetest - sweetest ​smile
Thank​ ​you​ ​for​ ​the​ ​rock that​ ​says​ ​I​ ​am​ ​number​ ​one

Happy As…
Long distance calls to missing friends Endless funny talks about drinking beer smoking weed countless loves and endless dreams he said she said I did who did you did
nau
yhea    
 nau
The stories get longer   and better      as you get older

Happy​ ​As …
Finding the  moments that are magic
because they are not moments at all

Where I like to be..

It is 10 am. I miss you all.

Note to self, this is where I feel at home.

Looking out the window I see skinny trees faintly decorated with pale green leaves spring has started to bloom. People pass by at a brisk pace staring into the sky stealing heat from the morning sun. Their hurried walk and sweater guard suggest we are still not ready to rejoice in the season's full explosion of color and warmth.

I am sitting at a table, it is slightly square, just under a rectangle,hard, deep, thick with a loved dark oak stain that paints the surface, enriches the wall and transcends my soul. A black coffee, sweet, double espresso, perfumes the air and inspires me to think and write.

Walls of words, thoughts of life, moments lived, daydreams caught, lover's woes, conquered dreams, mysterious moments, rhymes with rhythms, scribes as gods.

Parchment awaits. Quill taunts, refrains, moves forward, steady, drunk, don't lift the touch or sanctioned to eternity it will fade. Lost, cursed like the beauty of a snowflake, forgotten, never the same.

Nothing sweeter, lonelier nor less describable then the sanctum created by a scribe with parchment and a quill surrounded by dark oak stained walls, with a window to see the world  and a black coffee, sweet, double espresso.

Note to self. This is where I feel at home.