The Man on the Street

The street was my beat: In my rags neat I had the street My catwalk! Each neon lit corner I just shimmied Till the crowd came helter-skelter ‘Oohs and ahs!’ how the rowdy froth at the mouth To have an eyeful of threads!- They love fashion obviously, But can’t see heart beating within The united [...]

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A Sunday Poem-illustrated

A Cruel Joke  Nothing cheers up folks as Old Ichabod Who has no fixed abode. He doesn’t live here or there But everywhere folks watch out For a sight of Old Ichabod. We have care and tear of living On the edge without satisfaction; Make us laugh, no matter what. Sight of you is [...]

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A Good Friday Poem-illustrated

No Firstborn Ever Spoke Thus 1. Where, where have you been, son? Your supper lay untouched for all to see; The sitting down to sup was fit For feast unto the dead. Do you not think we care? ‘Mother, you are easily moved to care But stronger than hunger you made me.’ No firstborn ever [...]

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Quatrain #28- the Rubaiyat

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Quatrain #29

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Quatrain#35-Illustrated Rubaiyat by Benny Thomas

“The Place where the mighty one once abode Of Pomp and glory devoid remains ruin’d; All I could hear there was the cry of dove, ‘Coo! where art thou!’, on and on she moaned.” (text and illustration-benny thomas)

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A Sunday Poem: Fireflies in the Garden

This is my reading of Fireflies in the Garden-Robert Frost My version Fireflies flitting in the musk- laden nightfall Are as curious as cats with the garbage pail,- Crystalline luster of their gaze sees through all While winged fairies will seek here as there How magic lantern of starry beams do filter, And join the [...]

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Outcasts in Cribs

The day of washing. The babe’s eyes still unopened With smell of womb crack’d: Taste of mother’s innermost Kiss of life,- honey and milk in gel That no angels in heaven May ever salivate or taste, Shall no more cling anon. Anointed was its dream Of the whole universe, Felt the midwife’s scrub And howled [...]

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Dino art

Rest in Peace Nestled in mother’s primeval broth, Frozen in time let me not see light of day where to live is mocked by curious eye that shall never let or learn; leave this terrain holy for death’s unfulfilled refrain: There were monsters once Life was fair in bud and No more shall this cold [...]

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Illustrated poems-great gray owl

Great Gray Owl Silent is the breath of earth grown sullen By the weight of night, and all of sudden Hark! scurrying feet below! And cascading wings dip their oars In fluid motion and with unerring vision Glides the shape, As though it has the moment In its talons tight and unrelenting,- Great gray owl [...]

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