Eclogues
This is the main hub for all content. Most poems were written by me but any poem that was crafted by someone else will be noted as EP or Extra Poet.
RP: NYC
City speaksRainbowed dialectsDiverse seasoningsenliven subways Crowed streetsunfurl ManhattanTourists and localsOrder slices Stirred surprisesCause rainsun, snowCalendared outfits Historic cheersblue, orangegreen, black rise, fall Graffitied wallsof fingerprintsunify homesdespite differences By Amaury Genao
EP: TO Julia De Burgos by Julia de Burgos
Already the people murmur that I am your enemybecause they say that in verse I give the world your me. They lie, Julia de Burgos. They lie, Julia de Burgos.Who rises in my verses is not your voice. It is my voicebecause you are the dressing and the essence is me;and the most profound abyss … Continue reading EP: TO Julia De Burgos by Julia de Burgos
RP: A Long Walk
This unpaved road has never been clearNo signs ever emanated from the gravelGrass gone, muted dried trees finally bowing Even Huitzilopochtli silenced hummingbirdsValley's drew me northeast then southwest Evaporated water kept a mouth barrenclumsily dissipating aspirations of arrivingShadows of people floated by adobe walls Glares of grass capped mountains gone asphotophobic eyes are alarmed by … Continue reading RP: A Long Walk
RP: Clouds Going Steady
If I had to guess …the clouds over Manhattanand the Hudson Riverare definitely dating I see them sending warm droplet winksStaring into each otherSecretly holding hands They seem very happyAirplane rippled smilescurling from rise to setWhite foam teeth showing Above my fading headthey twirl, they clumpDance to an orchestra ofswirling leaves and pinwheels I would … Continue reading RP: Clouds Going Steady
If I could write a love poem
Capturing sweet aroused metaphors, pouring red wine syllablesthat create dim bedroom phrases and dark chocolate stanzas Words that make tongues roll as eyes plunge and swim incrisp lakes of warmth, forcing lids to gasp for perfumed air Verses which weaken knees, start dancing fires in your chestsmoking your mind while plump apple lips drop on … Continue reading If I could write a love poem
Grace Never Showed
Song said the sound was sweetbut it went down like tamarind We haven't been savedwe're lost in plain sightSunday’s hymn isn't meStepfather taught us fearGrace never materializedTen unrelieved years passed She's just an old rumorI am here, but there'sno safety and no escortjust a wilted, rotted faithWere homeless wretches, whose snared flesh did fail So … Continue reading Grace Never Showed
6 alarm fire
Did you see it? Clink, clink, clink…boom Flames swirling up black steps shattering windows, blurring streets A rattling in riveted steel legs Piped fingers tightening as knuckling white steam wraps around long whistling poles It was a clear Friday, a sliced pineapple sun topped whip cream clouds as lush lime bushes were mistily perfumed by … Continue reading 6 alarm fire
Going Out Again
Hurry up, it’s at7 P.M., Park Slope Exit the showerDry your hair Then get dressedgrab your coat You are alwayshot then cold I’ll feed themand lock up Next train’s soonBrooklyn ride down for an eveningof chilled drinks French Moroccan tonightplates are ready waiting for mouths,digging silver forks laughter’s been orderedunlimited courteous pours remember those daysthey’ll … Continue reading Going Out Again
RP: Ripped Pants
As I rana smooth gray stoneslipped through my feet It smiled at me on the waydown Bladed green grass, crumbed brownie soil andlicorice polished beetles with wizard wand legsclapped then adjusted their antennas for better views Spilled fresh milk across atable Fresh rounded knees; gears on a planesmashed down, right sparked then leftSmaller pebbles cleared … Continue reading RP: Ripped Pants
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