by Ron Sokol | Dec 19, 2019 | Poems
Ever wake up at 2 in the morning, enveloped in darkness, nowhere to go, no one to talk with? Moon hung out there like an old coat clinging to a hook Ever think of the sky as just a big closet? Can’t find my slippers, ah there they are, and they fit like Cinderella’s...
by Ron Sokol | Dec 8, 2019 | Poems
You think I could dance in that spotlight? That ain’t no spot light. Just the lamp post shining on a wet street. Looks like a spot light to me… So then why don’t you do a dance right there in the middle of the street? Maybe you can get run over!...
by Ron Sokol | Dec 7, 2019 | Poems
I took an easel went down to the ocean Sat got the brushes ready the paints took a deep breath Looked up and felt completely intimidated Decided there must be a way to take what I see and just cup it in my hands and pour that gently onto the canvas Someone walked by...
by Ron Sokol | Dec 3, 2019 | Poems
I stood at the very front of the boat “We are almost there!” I could see the harbor in the distance I could see land We are coming from elsewhere Yes, true, we are fleeing from where we are It is all rather harrowing but our hopes are high Hobos indeed, of...
by Ron Sokol | Nov 24, 2019 | Poems
The Beatles sang a song “I want to hold your hand” and people screamed and some still do Imagine if world leaders walked holding hands If jew and nazi Black and slave owner Robber and victim Just held hands instead Imagine it’s easy if you do oh wait...
by Ron Sokol | Nov 22, 2019 | Poems
Ok, I will try And so I walked to the very end of the pier Stood at the railing the ocean below hugging the pilings like children grabbing first onto daddy’s ankles then mom’s dress I spoke so forcefully to the distance — “If you can hear me,...
