Poem -

Taxi Joe

Taxi Joe

Like clockwork
Like the tick of the clock
Like the hand of time
It is, it is

Predictability
The familiarity of time and place
Perhaps race
It is, it is

Across Brooklyn Bridge
Down Fifth Avenue
Taxi Joe in the traffic
Day in, day out
Lights on, off
In, out
Up at 5am, parked by 12
Always present, that's business
It is, it is

Taxi Joe, he's talking of retiring now
Making vows of resting now
A promise is a promise now
It is, it is

That's Taxi Joe
That's Taxi Joe on Brooklyn Bridge
 

Like 0 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.
Poem -

Step of the foot

Step of the foot

Nevertheless
Beneath
The dreadlocks
Beneath
The mohawk
The heart...

Poem -

the child coffin

the child coffin

With these
Five
Fingers
l l l l l
Thy hand killed
Strangled life...

Poem -

Days of love and black...

Days of love and black bruises

Still
I
Think of
You
In My
Skin
My
Thick
Hide...

Latest poems in Verse

Poem -

Wake The Machine...

Wake The Machine...

Between the wireless and emotionless, the earth is becoming motherless,
Masquerading as fearless,...

Poem -

Pensive Mood

Pensive Mood

My heart won’t liberate my spirit
because it’s afraid it doesn’t come back,
If I don’t set...

Poem -

You and I

Love pouring out like thick golden sun
The gleam of bronze hair under a blue sky
Laughter...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com