Absence

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Paternal grandmother's...

Paternal grandmother's headstone - Beth David, Elmont, Long Island

Shaindel (Sadie), variant of Shana Harris
died May 13th, 1959 exquisitely chiseled
...

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Courtesy severely receding...

yours truly enveloped within morose mood

I (Samson incarnate)
frankly experience zapped strength,
hence sulk and pine for salad days...

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I kneel down.

I kneel down and cry as I reach up and hold your hand, like the others I have shown respect for.

I...

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Happiness

They say happiness is a choice. I disagree. Happiness isn’t something you can just turn on and off. As...

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Melancholia

Can I be flamboyant
In my self depreciation
In my raucous play on words
Superceding...

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Melancholia

Can I be flamboyant
In my self depreciation
In my raucous play on words
Superceding...

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Matadora

Matadora
Your flashing eyes and scarlet lips
Have chased all sanity away
In the El...

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Sleep

No sleep

I haven't slept in a while amidst all sorts of chaos
I still walk confidently to bed as if certain...

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Conflict

Conflict

Bereft of a moral compass,
Crass voices, a malignant tirade,
Cottonmouth midst a rumpus,...

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Relief courtesy dreaded (re...

Relief courtesy dreaded (re:) inspection not revisited until May 2022

Anticipatory anxiety put on high alert
when the warden gave less than a week
courtesy...

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I had Options too

and I wasn't one.

I had Options too

It still haunts me to know that i've endured so much pain
but the one that hurt the most was...

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How it is (7-11-21)

Not to be explained
rarely contained
I refrain
In the thoughts of my membrane
...

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Across figurative and...

mine hardscrabble existential debacle spelled losing game of...

Across figurative and literal board...

Oft times, I experience wretchedness being alive
spurring wonderment whereby thoughts
of my...

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Saturdays Sunday

Saturdays Sunday

The dream of us is now faded
You once in my life, as a old photo reminds,
You drifted past as...

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Circa sixty one years ago...

birth of dear beloved wife

Circa sixty one years ago July 6th, 2001 -

We now get along swimmingly
analogous to this bro and his older sis
on the cusp of our gifted...

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Play Pretend

Play Pretend

The birds are calling for me,
Robin, Blackbird and Wren
Fill the feeders, change the water...

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Bitter Melon

Bitter Melon

You can't demand
forgiveness..
unless I'm a God..
I'm only human..
I can't take...