By Thomas Page Lone basketball on The side of the train track, with Party of litter The train is a display Of the olfactory, some Strange, fake vanilla Barbed wire o’er the Fence by my train window, spikes Shaped like lit sparklers The sky complements Itself with orange and blue hues Bleeding into dawn Graffiti … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #136-140
Tommy Haiku #141 -145
By Thomas Page White on blacktop, stark Declarations of commands To obey the known law. Facades of stone and Wood with white paneling o’er Vivid colored signs Shivering sun ignited With the frigid air Of new winter Frosted glass, white panels, Sleigh bells on leather straps ‘round A ring on doorknob. Slow as molasses Time … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #141 -145
New Years Day, Hallelujah, Kindergarten Forest
By Thomas Page “New Years Day” As night bleeds into day, the sun Will rise against a Renaissance’d World of resolutions, hopes, dreams. Holy day of obligation Sets the nail on the old vinyl To chant songs of the Mother of God. The Christmas tree is thrown out Into expanse of wilderness. “Hallelujah” Hallelujah, alleluia No matter … Continue reading New Years Day, Hallelujah, Kindergarten Forest
Catlogues, Form and Fuction, Birds on a Telephone Wire
“Catalogues” Catalogues online are very Hard because out-of-stock items Disappear forever. Excuse Me, I was trying to find that Shirt in my size, now it’s gone for Eternity. Eons upon Eons I must live without that Shirt—age of frustrated shopping. “Form and Function” Form and function in a poem serve As a guide and game … Continue reading Catlogues, Form and Fuction, Birds on a Telephone Wire
Tommy Poems
By Thomas Page “Late December Days” Late December days are just blurs Because of the Yuletide havoc Causing panic amongst shoppers. Can I e’er so gentle be lured To reverie on a hammock Without worry about the toppers On Douglas firs or green spruces? A sense of meeting toward truces. “The Name of This … Continue reading Tommy Poems
Hephaestus And Zeus
By Thomas Page “Hephaestus” They called it Carolinian Stone in the catalogue. It’s gray Upon tinted gray. A gas line Feeds into a glass chamber where It ignites in bound passionate Fire. It makes a banging noise Whenever it’s turned on like Hephaestus’ forge underground. “Zeus” It, like other appliances, Is platinum. It’s interior Is … Continue reading Hephaestus And Zeus
Tommy Poetry
By Thomas Page 8X8s (eight lines of free versed octameter) “The First Snow of Winter” It always comes as a surprise Whenever it snows for the First time in winter. Hold out your Hand to see indistinct snowflakes Dissolve on the surface of your Gloves. The outside world blanketed In flawless white with sideways … Continue reading Tommy Poetry
Tommy Cinquains 1-3
Cinquains (1/2/3/4/ 1 stresses) A fish Slowly swims in A pond of clear water Hidden by a forest unknown To us Penguins- Antarctic birds- Are associated with Dance for some reason. Well, dance, birds, Dance now An elf Working during The Christmas Season will Look at an advent calendar— Countdown
Tommy Haiku #131-135
By Thomas Page Grief blooms like wild Flowers; their petals slowly Fall onto living earth. Rawls says a mighty Tower must be built upon Reinforced steel beams. The dawn has many Names—Aurora, eos, day Break; different each day. Feel the brown leaf in Your hand, hear how it crackles, See how it lays there. The … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #131-135
Tommy Haiku #126-130
By Thomas Page What is the color Of justice? Is it judge’s Black or angel white? The pragmatist must Wonder if a sword is only Sharp piercing a heart. The pragmatist’s thoughts Are like dull skipping stones With a pow’r to blind. November must be Latin for “stressful” ‘cause it’s Thirty days of “aaahh!” I … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #126-130
Academy of the Heart And Mind 