Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Subway Salsa

A subway musician with salsa-like beat
In the sea of commuters, all surging,
Made some do a double-take at such a treat,
While out of the crowd was emerging…

A couple who dropped both their bags and their coats
To grasp shoulders and waists to start dancing.
They swiveled their hips as if sowing their oats
In a ballroom, their minds on romancing.

We stood on the platform, admired their moves
And thought, what a fabulous city,
Where people are able to practice their grooves
And where beauty eclipses the gritty.

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Inside of Me

Poetry is what I’d see
If I could peek inside of me.
It pulses, with a beat sublime,
Converting random thoughts to rhyme.

The words secure me, just like roots
But let me float, like parachutes,
So anytime I write a poem,
No matter where I am, I’m home.

Monday, October 24, 2016

Bird Bath

While wandering some wooded paths
We witnessed warblers taking baths.
Some rocky croppings, they’d detected,
Had some dips where rain collected.

Several types of birds appeared
And waited ‘til the “bathtubs” cleared.
Taking turns, they each immersed
While those in waiting chirp-conversed.

The bathing birds, a’frenzied, flapped
As water droplets rose and slapped.
I couldn’t tell if all that preening
Was for show or simply cleaning.

Concrete jungle thoughts aside,
In New York City, we’re supplied
With lots of Nature’s hidden treasures;
Spotting them provides sweet pleasures.

Sunday, October 23, 2016

A Little Nibble

I saw a little nibble
In my mini-pumpkin gourd,
But one small bite is more than
What that gourd can well afford.

The likely culprit (chipmunk?)
Didn’t like the taste he got,
Though just a tiny hole’s enough
To welcome in the rot.

What’s meant as decoration
For a Halloweeny mood
Is, to all non-human creatures,
Nothing more than gratis food.

Saturday, October 22, 2016


Wool has been replaced by fleece;
It's cozy and it's cheap,
But unemployment must be high
For flocks of fluffy sheep.

Friday, October 21, 2016


The rain is pouring steady down,
The puddles all expanding,
While outdoor venue owners frown
With Plan B thoughts commanding.

The parched brown lawns and wilted leaves,
Though, welcome all the water
For Nature's magic, up her sleeves,
Keeps everything in order.

A rainy day may spoil some plans
No matter what the season,
But even those non-downpour fans
Must bow to earthly reason.

Thursday, October 20, 2016

Showing off the City

In a city as big as New Yawk,
There’s so much at which tourists can gawk
But the locals’ fast pace
May be hard to embrace
So if guiding them, slow down your walk.

You can never squeeze everything in,
So pick places they never have been
And of course, be a mensch;*
Let them sit on a bench
Or exhaustion will make their heads spin.

Have them soak up the buzz we provide,
Surely different from where they reside.
They may love it or not
But at least they’ll have got
Just a taste of what fills us with pride.

*an admirable human being