Poetry Gypsy

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

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GRANDMA'S KITCHEN We cherish still an old-time vision of the place we found our niche in, where family dear would all pitch in to cook up magic in Grandma's kitchen. Remember these? I still use a cheese grater. My mom also had these kitchen "tools," and when I was really little and saw that flour... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 18, 2017

POEM

ECHOES At times do you still dream of a special someone made just for you, one who is more than a mirror of your heart and soul, mind and spirit; one who sees all of creation through your eyes, one with whom there's another world sublime to share, but mostly do you still dream of the one to run with... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 15, 2017

Poem

TROPHY And so you loved me once, I thought as you dared tell me that you bought the ring round which my finger sought, but you and your conscience fought until it all came to naught and the fates then cast their l ot; love's not how you were taught nor even what you ever sought yet somehow I was... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 14, 2017

For so many suffering right now, and for my grandson(s). George R. R. Martin, Game of Thrones Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

POEM

TONGUES (A Metaphor) You spoke to me in a language few will ever hear, peered at dreams in colors flowing from my heart, sang your songs in the melodious sighs of a spirit released, and I answered you... in the language of my soul. © R. Presta Note: This is about The Arts; music, painting, writing,... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Skull Fracture Update-He's Doing Well

On Labor Day, Sept. 4, I posted a note about one of my twin 8th grade grandsons sustaining an accident while surfing. Here's the update and a better account. I thought S had a fractured skull; however, he sustained multiple skull fractures. A man of about 40 on a longboard (that's a big... Sign in to see full entry.

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For all of those affected by the hurricanes and the magnitude 8+ earthquake in Mexico, and especially to our families and friends there, you are on our minds and in our hearts. Please, no comment necessary; just a thought I had. RP Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 11, 2017

POEM

9/11 You insidious, malevolent, vainglorious whore-mongers from Hell; we remember this day, when your venom of hate spewed forth its quagmire of mindlessness, defiling and raping a civilization, while stunning the integrity of society to its core, rending a fissure deep; you twisted abomination of... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 10, 2017

POEM

CROCODILE TEARS If hosts of angels light your path, behind them quietly will I stand; when songs the cherubim do sing, from a distance I shall hum along; and through a tunnel luminescent find me in your shadow, lost; if you ride free upon the Westerlies, brush a breeze against my lips; or floating... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 8, 2017

POEM

301 WEST 46th Take me again, Lover Boy, to the Cave of the Fallen Angels, where the speakin's easy all night long and cool, bluesy jazz wails syncopation from a dungeon deep. Order us up some giggle water; a Southside with lime for me, while you swallow a Sidecar, shaken, then served. In our sacred... Sign in to see full entry.

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