Showing posts with label open mic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label open mic. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Some Recent Verses


Last night, after too long of an absence, I returned to an Inspired Word open mic. My contribution to a great evening of talent was a pair of poems, the second of which was "Anticipation." This piece, making its performance debut that evening, is one of my most recent compositions. 

Enjoy.





Anticipation

A glass filling gradually
Is how I demonstrate discretion
Before gulping,
Giddy for some tickling sensation.
But, no need to worry,
I’m alright,
Let’s have another. Slower. More preamble.
Swing that shaker one more time.
Again.
I’m patient,
I have nowhere else to be tonight,
Just here, with you, so pour another.
And another.
Steady hand, careful now,
I glimpse stray drops,
Overflowing, trickling down your bare arm–
Tempt not, waste not,
My fingers gently brush your skin,
A tease for
That perfect moment (perfect excuses).
Another round,
My lips denied their true desire:
Are we on to the good stuff yet? 

Photo by Creighton Blinn



 

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Saturday's Poem (Set at Twilight)

Sorry that I've been away, but the time has gotten away from me of late. I have been productive, however, both reading & writing poetry, as well as inching forward on a play. On Monday I debuted a recent poem at the Yippie Cafe, and am posting it here for my readers on this gray-skied Saturday in Brooklyn. Enjoy.

Twilight’s Dance

For a moment,
You may own the setting sun,
As you hold your beloved in your arms,
Experiencing waves
Of high & low
Streaming through you as the light
Gleams past the window pane,
The CD shifting from staccato morbidity
Into a lush romanticism,
You lay in bed
Drying tears
And savoring how now,
After all those stumbling attempts of the past,
Everything finally feels right,
Converging on this moment
That you know is pure luck
That can never be repeated exactly as it is:
Enfolding both past and present
As well as the promises of the future,
The good that shall come out of us,
Flowing from this twilight’s dance.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

another sort of introduction . . .

photo by creighton blinn
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As hinted at in my initial post, one of the passions of my life is my writing, which I am always happy to share with others. Thus, I often read at various venues around the city. In order to give a fuller sense of my work, or at least the verses, I am posting here a video from November when I was featured at the Son of a Pony Series at The Cornelia Street Cafe. It was a great experience, and I would like to thank hostess Kat Georges once again for the opportunity. Also, a word of thanks for my sweet someone to whom I dedicated the final piece -- it's always a pleasure to find a mix of shared passions within a single person.

Enjoy the performance: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gg_N2ljjfeU

Cheers