A DOLL HOUSE
Years of imagination, creativity, dreaming, wondering
While playing with the doll house
Now being tossed out into the garbage
Replaced by what?
Musings as I wander around Queens, New York in 2021 and 2024, 2025, 2026
A DOLL HOUSE
Years of imagination, creativity, dreaming, wondering
While playing with the doll house
Now being tossed out into the garbage
Replaced by what?
FOR THE BIRDS
You could say
Those little houses
Attached to the dead tree
On Kew Gardens Road
Are for the birds
So far
No complaints
SEEKING TIME TRAVELERS
The sign says they are seeking experienced time travelers
Obviously it has to be something else
Experienced time travelers must have better things to do
Than to respond to a help wanted sign
Stuck on a lamppost on Queens Boulevard
You would hope so at least
But you never know
The Time Traveling racket
Might be a little slow
This time of the year
LAND OF THE GIANTS
I don’t know why exactly I thought of
Land
of The Giants
An old TV show
When I saw the huge leaves
Of the Elephant Ear plant
Perhaps somewhere burrowed
Deep inside our brains are
All the hours of television
We ever watched playing
On an endless loop
RAIN GARDEN
Sometimes a clever idea
Is to allow for a place
To grow into a green space
And give it a catchy name
The storm came and went over a week ago
All traces have disappeared
Except for this small vestige of snow and ice
Which refuses to get the message
It now fancies itself a sculpture:
Remembrance of Things Past
Eggs lie shattered on a sidewalk
On 108th Street
Only an obstacle for pedestrians
To walk around
Seen on the floor of a gallery
An artistic statement?