Oh sweet over scented detergent
Urgent runs to the laundromat
Cleansing liquid of shirts and hats
The ode to the time saver
I know nothing
Of the bubble reducing liquid
On Driggs Avenue I will take you
Replenish my garmets
From jeans to armpits
Undoing yesterdays Thai food
Making my clothes fresh and new
Upon the shoulders of a clean towel
I rekindle my life
Re centered and clean
How expensive in Brooklyn
The costs of a simple wash
Can cost
But without sweet detergent
I may be lost
Forgive and forget
Somehow it is more feasible
To forget to forgive
Unrelenting nagging betterment
Maybe I can forget and forgive
That would be the best set
Unsettling but better yet
Try to unfetter then again, beset
Unrelenting in the development
Of forgiveness
Relinquish
Yet remain unbent
I ponder my own capability to forgive
Inability even at times
For my own betterment
I guess I wake up consistent
Inefficient the ways of holding on
Suffer on
Try to turn turmoil and emotion rawness
Harness the nowness
Look into the eyes of bewilderment
And be less aggressive and more understanding
Planning to forgive
Compliment and try
To forget
An attitude of wait and see
Content contemplating
What will transpire eventually
Will happen most gradually
All over the city
Dawned a breathe of Spring
In mid December
That is not the winter
I remember
Unseasonable
Unmistakeable
Get out your summer garments
Rather than act on ambitions
What if we do to much to late
Way after the point where
We matter
After all norms have been
Shattered
Would we care then
Would we decide to move
Move to actions
Actions of productive manner
Rather than cheap reactions
Or will we grab our t shirt
Enjoy a summer in winter
Remove and dispose of care
As if a small splinter
Only in New York
Can you meet a legend on the street
Step inside and share bagels
And eat
From the Upper West side
To the East Village
It shatters any image
You have in your head
Straight talking fellas
On the Avenue
Just another normal day
For me and you
But legends shake hands
With people sipping their
Daily brew
Unusual but true
This could only truly happen
Out on the streets
Of Manhattan
White floors
In Brooklyn
Don’t stand even the slightest
Chance
Against feet
That have trod all day
Night
Evening
Through to morning light
Imperfections will be made
As one foot
The next is laid
White floors in Brooklyn
Are a high price to be paid
Get after it late
Get after it early
Life is good
And you are worthy
The mantra begin
Then repeats
Repeats
Repeats
Until I am so driven
Driven out of my seat
Around the room
Hope of accomplishment
Seeing the fruits of hard work
Embark
Upward
Forward
And Out
Time for reflection
Stray away in all directions
Hold true
True to let go
On Sunday I owe this ode to you
Sweet coffee
How it has joined great minds
Connecting people in common time
Real time
The fruit of the coffee tree
In Brooklyn connecting lives
Is what it can be
But thank you coffee for today
Somehow you link people up
In a mysterious way
But it is all the same
On a Sunday
What can I ask
That has never been asked
What can be done
That I would never want undone
Hope, love, joy
Can not be disposed
Thrown out like toys
What can I give
That can never be taken away
Savored everyday
Let go
But not be forgotten
To let grow
Instead of going rotten
My hope is on the first
Letting go of the second
In a moment
I may stand corrected
But for now I hope
I dream
I give
I let go
The passage of time
Unearths the only healing
Sometimes
Maybe I thought I needed
Support when I needed growth
I needed to see less of me
At home
It just exposed some uneasy moments
Anger long since tucked away
I have it good
I’ll be the first to say
But when you give
Only to see love given away
Rejection some would say
Is less than understandable
I feel uncomfortable
In a space that is constricting
Binding and holding in place
Glued my feet in a fast race
Outpaced
What I realized
Of life’s lessons to learn
I could not have both
And what I needed
Was true growth
To all a great American Holiday
It seems wierd to say
That there are not too many
Of these days on the calendar
A celebration of a family at large
In charge of food
To be with wonderful family
Friends and familiars
I relish the moment
Cheers to all the friends
Around the world
Time to take off
Give this Turkey a whirl
A Cup of Songwriting 