JFK had The X Factor

JFK had The X Factor, even now, that oomph. Camelot prince, His new frontier messages - still mesmerize. He and Jacqueline in the Texas limo, waving to a sea of hands.

Is this the day?

I've never written a poem before so please be nice!

So We Kissed

So we kissed, Smoochy, Ssch, Somebody saw us in this pure pose, Such warmth like a fresh dew rose, So don't tell, Spill our secret to the world, Spit us,

Tramp Dreams on Newtington Butts

My companions are fast asleep on either side of me while I ponder yet again on how I have ended up here; homeless and almost hopeless but not without moments of lucid reflection.

New Ground

Heliotypes appear above Babel.
Cherry

Balagan

Slightly deviant Pantoum; last verse echoing but not replicating the first Balagan; Hebrew word for mess, kerfuffle, cock-up....

Teetering Hope

As the depths of oceanic struggle fight their carnivorous wars in dark seclusion, an alarm bellows from the heavens. It flashes: red, starry void – red, magnificent starry void.
Cherry

My Son

If it happened today, she'd keep quiet about it...

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