Winds blow back the rust-orange cape and make her braids take flight as Captain Harlem crosses the the street. The Captain's colorful, printed poncho bellows around her making her look larger than life, her true size. Poised and attentive, she guides her baby carriage through the intersection, the same way she guides the good people. … Continue reading Captain Harlem
An opportunity to take a picture with an icon, but that little boy would rather be anywhere else. On the corner of famous Fifth Ave. all the eager tourists break their necks to capture the tower. But not this kid. “Smile!” encourages Mom. He throws a glare away from her, fists jammed in his pockets, … Continue reading The Empire Tight Building
As if cut from a glowing golden cloth, The full moon, a circle sitting on the east horizon. My bus flies north on the highway and the moon follows like a curious dolphin, dipping behind dark waves of distant buildings amongst the silky cityscape. A levitating light bulb. Its warm, large glow reminds the city … Continue reading Levitating Light Bulb
Miss Immaculate She sits neatly, and silently in front of me on the bus. The tall seat obscures everything but the top of her head. Hair brushed back with the sleekness, not a fly-away to be found. Every single strand working in unison to build her style like ants building a structure. Brushed bent twisted … Continue reading Friday Floetry: Miss Immaculate
Golden Morning Warm yellow leaves cover the trees and ground. Bathed in morning sun, the soft yellow leaves shimmer gold cascading down the hillside creating a wall of treasure. I'll put a single leaf in my pocket and buy you a sunset. I'll take two, and buy you Tomorrow.
Tricycle? More like tried-it cycle. Are you serious, sir? Lettin’ your just-outta-diapers son ride his tricycle across the street one handed, with a smart phone in the other?? You startin’ him off early, unh? Little, independent- reckless-driver in training? Homeboy in training wheels and I still feel unsafe! The wheels training him how to ride … Continue reading Friday Floetry: Tricycle