It was four minutes to 11PM and my father sat on the edge of his seat in the living room watching the TV. I knew what was happening, but didn’t think it was a big deal. The picture was horribly… Read More ›
A Delicate Annoyance After I’m gone Don’t grieve for me Or things I didn’t achieve And left undone I wrote words to be like a thread in the air Lyrical Soft Obscure enough To awaken you from sleeping Under a… Read More ›
Just scream; “Give it to me EL PREDICKTO.” Then watch the video…#KENTUCKYDERBY
A boxer’s most important punch is the jab. It may not end a fight but it sets up everything that does, and will keep your opponent busy and force them to play defense. That momentary stun is opportunity. It takes… Read More ›
An El Brookman Haiku
One of my readers wanted me to recite one of my poems. The video was ready for my voice-over, but I ended up finding my voice too shallow, and left it as it is.
Inside her room where bodies spent On a sweat-stained couch marking days With voices raised and a window where love went. How she wanted iambic pentameter A drinking song to sing upon the Chesapeake. Annapolis has moved on, so has… Read More ›
I assure you, this 2:43 seconds will leave you breathless and your heart beating faster. You will know at once what poetry is, what art is, ….You will know, and you will not be able to forget.
When I returned to ANNAPOLIS, I parked at a meter near Church Circle to have my dinner and beers at Stan & Joe’s Saloon. I had not seen this 300 year old circle in almost two years and this early… Read More ›
