Malt Shop Memories

Remember then
Donna
A thousand miles away

Earth angel
I only have eyes for you
Only you and you alone.       

Why do fools fall in love
Under the boardwalk
In the still of the night

There goes my baby
A teenager in love
The wanderer

Since I don’t have you
Mr. Postman
Save the last dance for me.


I absolutely love Doo Wop and Oldies music. So, I wanted to share an experiment with you. Each line is a song title (if you don’t already know) and making them into a poem. If anything, at least you know some of my favorite songs!

Days of December

Days of December
my least favorite—the sixth
Child of Winter
another year older
Your birthday wish is on my Christmas list
Forgiveness

Passionate love-making
on that icy dawn
Our bodies sweating,
moaning and aching
you and me on a sheet of melted ecstasy
Gone

Days of December
remind me of you
Warmth I can’t remember
unable to thaw the memories of having her
My frost-bitten lips still whisper,
Happy Birthday…from someone you knew

Paper Airplanes

I can’t remember the last time
I made a paper airplane.
Do you remember how they each flew differently
but were folded the same?
Each crease of our imagination,
when it flew, we would watch with fascination.
Weighed down by too many thoughts and prayer,
I question why it never goes anywhere.
But when a friend makes one
and I see it fly,
I can’t help but smile and give it another try.


Inspired by a great guy and writer, Antony! Keep up with the poetic mischief brother!

Uncharted Course

When the boatman’s bell tolls
I must answer the call.
The crew, one by one, crossing that brow alone.
The colors of constellations
will remain at half-mast for now.
With an uncharted course set,
a prayer will be enough to help guide us out.
Where we are going
no angels will greet us.
Instead,
we will be welcomed by the songs of sirens
behind a veil of salt spray.
With Poseidon’s back turned,
I can enjoy one last affair with the sea.
Carrying only her scent,
I can set off to another foreign shore,
calling it home.