A Voyage MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

Nineyears after a brother;
A blip on the ultrasound screen
I am from Lox andbagels on Sunday morning
A fortune found only in a cookie after a bowl ofWonton soup.
My grandfather's taste buds, chocolate-covered cherries andcheap candy corn.
Not me,
Those Toulouse-Lautrec limbs of mygrandmother
No I, with long fawn-like legs
And tightly wound ringletsgarnished with gems and jewels
from J.C. Penney and Montgomery Ward,
I amfrom my brother's Rachmaninoff and from my Raffi,
Balding Barbies, sexlessKens, and Sesame Street.
Three little pigs; I only have one.
Canine,feline, and rodents inhabit my space.

Hardly a shy moment; no reticence onmy part.
I am the big screen TV, a Blockbuster kid,
Woolworths' windows,cherry Cokes, and French fries fill my days.
I am from Passover, passports,and passing by,
I travel beyond my dreams,
I follow a trail others cannotsee,
I hear a whisper, which leads me on.

Sharp as the smell ofAmmonia,
Slick as a wet marble floor,
I skid across the years
Gatheringspeed as I hurtle toward the present.






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Kamana BRONZE said...
on Jul. 23 2013 at 1:00 pm
Kamana BRONZE, Carlisle, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
Everyone deserves to be loved, even if they can't find it in them to love themselves or anyone else for that matter.

Cherry coke is my favorite kind of soda too! Your poems are really good but I wish you would put your screan name so I could look up some more of your work. 


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