Poetry

Dirt Nap

By at 9 July, 2009, 1:15 pm

I dug a hole
Then I fell inside
I lie…
I was pushed inside
By my foolish pride

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Letters

By at 30 May, 2009, 3:00 am

Letters In taking the time to place pen to paper writing my tangelo blend of truth, My shouts of I love you are tossed together with PAST DUE and “renew your subscription here” All of us stuffed in canvas mailbags, temporarily housed in the belly of Postal planes. As the price of cutesy stamps lift […]

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Midnight Marauder

By at 2 March, 2009, 10:48 am

Inspiration takes hold of The Orange Phoenix and develops into a poem to be shared.

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Foreplay

By at 23 February, 2009, 12:00 am

A poem…

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The Big O

By at 20 November, 2008, 12:00 am

The Big O (Freedom song) The day after Like any other moment of drawing together Riding through to the perfect sigh The enriching pain and pleasure Of recognition is at hand. No longer will I hide My beauty My spirit My power The style that lives on the darker side Walking though humble Afraid to […]

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Dreaming in Conception

By at 5 September, 2008, 12:00 am

Dreaming in Conception The fullness of my belly pooching out in its gentle roundness will someday be the host to almond eyes and a bud mouth, skin like tobacco, smelling of sweaty charcoal drenched in honey. Or maybe wild hair and smilingly mysterious eyes, aquiline nose and A smile that will teach Con Ed a […]

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Weight Just A Minute!

By at 25 August, 2008, 12:00 am

You think You say You feel that I’m too skinny I think I say I know that I’m all right with me Could it possibly be You’re so insecure That you take your frustration Out on me? Maybe you’re too fat By your own standards I’m just saying Your weight isn’t an issue Not in […]

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By at 15 August, 2008, 12:00 am

This is an ode to the hairs that have mysteriously crept onto my chin, downy black silk which I can’t ignore as being there. This is a love song to the hardness of my jaw line; To the new creakiness in my knees which will slowly change my sky high fuck-me’s to boho sand scoopers; […]

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Untitled

By at 15 June, 2008, 12:00 pm

People often say good men are hard to find And though that may be true I know my mom found a great one The day that she met you You had your rough edges And you were humble enough To let God iron them out Instead of acting all tough You were patient and kind […]

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My Life

By at 18 May, 2008, 2:00 am

My eyes are open But I’m so blind I think I know it all With my closed mind My pain is pleasure My joy is pain No psychotherapist Can render me sane Problem after problem With no resolution Will surely have me In somebody’s institution I need an escape From my own self For this […]

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Stillwell Memories: Ode to Coney Island

By at 29 April, 2008, 10:49 am

Stillwell Memories: Ode to Coney Island How do you say good-bye to childhood’s beloved landmarks: gritty salty air, stale, but sweet popcorn moist and sweaty Cyclone guardrails that barely protect you from falling out but just not safe enough to not be condemned. Long treks through the history of Hip Hop starting in the boogie […]

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New York Summers: A Haiku

By at 25 April, 2008, 12:00 am

New York Summers: A Haiku My fire escape an urban terrace to serve fresh barbecue from – The Orange Phoenix The Orange Phoenix © 2008 Urban Observation All Rights Reserved.

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