Sunday Morning Po!

(My first poetry-prose piece written a few years back. I tend to favor this simple write) Weight of your feet I remember the summer we would meet, every Wednesday at the diner in… Read More →

Look, up in the sky…

I have always been fascinated with the sky. As a child, I can recall lying in the grass, looking up at all that blueness and trying to figure out exactly how it was… Read More →

Bric a Brac

Yesterday was busy with a Capital “B” at work, so my brain cells are a bit depleted. Hence, this post of odds and ends. Regular programming will resume tomorrow or later today if… Read More →

El Artista-Elizabeth Soroka

Elizabeth Soroka is not your average artist. From her canvas art, art furniture to photography one realizes they have encountered a three dimensional artist. When I first saw one of her paintings, my initial reaction… Read More →

Cover of the Rolling Stone

While cleaning out some dusty boxes in my garage recently, I came upon one of my favorite collections.                              … Read More →

No title, just a few words

Whether we celebrate Easter holiday or not, we all have the opportunity to be re-born. For me, everyday is a new way to try to live my life correct. I don’t look for others to… Read More →

Taking it to the street

The Beginning: A year ago this month I had an idea. What would happen if I put together small booklets of poetry and gave them away to people for free. I saw writing as… Read More →

Do something good for the world (and yourself)

Ten years ago I read a story about a Nigerian woman sentenced to death by stoning. Her crime-having a baby out of wedlock. Her partner’s punishment-nothing. Her name-Amina Lawal. I was appalled and… Read More →

Thursday night Po!

Avenue A sitting on this gray step worn old from life i see the world at its finest dog on a chain hating his sports coat wearing owner who calls his wife honey,… Read More →

Hipsters of Yesteryear

While looking through some family pictures recently I could not help but notice how my parents wore matching outfits at times. This led me on a quest to see how “hip” were we… Read More →