Poems About: TELEVISION

Elbows of the garden stretch cantankerously
As I try to look at you from
The corner of my eye—
Brown skinned Mexican, beautiful girl we read more »

Watching television as cameras pan across the crowd, highlighting special friends and families in their sorrow.
Bruce Haffner, the last of the three amigos, celebrating the life of his best friends as he touched upon their senses of humor, making everyone smile or laugh.
As a camera hovered for a moment on Jim's parents, his mother's smile reflected that of Jim's.
A special gift to treasure every time she looks in the mirror - Jim's smile is fashioned after hers. read more »

Every shots a shot
you either miss your head
hit the target
or the coin is tails read more »

This seemed to be the day
They kept talking to me about—
Without eyes—without a television
The tourists and read more »

There is the mother
Carousing in her grotto—
There is the place filled
With so many read more »

When I am in your home,
I am back to Laos after a lifetime.
I am in a place beyond words:

Where the steam of the kitchen, read more »

Olusola, Segun
Patriarch called,
Colossus called,
Epitome called, read more »

Down to the slow plagiarisms—after the cats get tired
Playing with their mice and visa-versa—
Down to the open mouthed mailboxes of crepuscule—
And the last tags of the fire around the dance— read more »

Down to the slow plagiarisms—after the cats get tired
Playing with their mice and visa-versa—
Down to the open mouthed mailboxes of crepuscule—
And the last tags of the fire around the dance— read more »

Clowns inside the spirit of the indoor theatre—like
Housewives spread across the backyard pools a mile away
From the sea—
Like diamonds spread across the mirages of a desert— read more »

Well—so this juvenile rope
Hangs us as we won't go out and light the wicks
With the dragons coming home
Over the equinoxes—while our fairytale fathers fish read more »

Senility makes
Blackout drift
In front of your eyes read more »