I’m There

I’m There

Whether it’s blood,
time or our connection,
loyalty and love will prove
I’ll always be there.
Just one call. One call!
I will drop everything
Even when we’re worlds away—
just say the word
and I’m there



The Boy Who Needed Magic


The Boy Who Needed Magic

From many lips, 
I’ve often heard,
About the boy who needed
Not the spells of fairy tales
But, something so very

The people around 
Told the boy
To stick with what 
Made sense
“Boys who seek the magic
Often grow up lonely men.”

The boy did try

To find his place
In the most sensible of things
But, nothing of the sort 
Made sense
Not to this boy, at least 

So, into the woods
The boy did run
Away, or so he believed
But, what he found
Among the leaves
He ran to, magically
The magic began to 
Build inside —
The circles ’round 
He danced —
Holding hands with Nature,
The boy had found his 
True romance

Some say that boy still 
Lives somewhere, maybe
Inside a grown-up man,
The boy who needed magic
Dances circles
Inside of him


Remembering a Friend

Church on Carroll and 6th in Park Slope, Brooklyn

Wind Picked You Up

I remember the days
When we abandoned our fear
The end always seemed
So very far from near

But the wind picked you up
Just as I turned away
(For only one moment!)
But the moment did stay

The leaves turned to brown,
We watched winter arrive,
Then the ground took them
“But you were alive!”

Church bells were ringing
As I walked today
Never forgetting words
We never did say