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Greta Gogol

Greta Gogol
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SEPTEMBER 10, 2012 2:47PM

draft of beginning of a romantic short

How do you court a rich woman? How do you court a poor woman? The ritual is still there, we're still people who want to mate. And we want our comfort and security. 

I lost a step, missed a gap in the structural development of morality. I'm not from tight-assed parents;… Read full post »

MAY 11, 2012 8:00PM

Prisoner of Conscience

Prisoner of Conscience



Prisoner of conscience

Grey afternoon

Left to fend off flies

Where are your shoes?

 

How did justice pass you by?

How did you get a lie

for your piece of the 

American pie?

 

You know why

You set your sights way too high

You ain'tRead full post »

She came from Greece,
she had a thirst for knowledge.
She studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College.
That's where I caught her eye.

She told me that her Dad was loaded.
I said, in that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola.
She said fine, and in thirty seconds time she said,

I want to live like

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DECEMBER 27, 2010 12:59AM

Union Square

Loisaida lowdown

Harlem letdown

It's now Union Square all around

buskers, hucksters, ex-cons & junkies

film students, smokers, crafters,

farmers, kidsters, painters

laughters, lovers, granny chasers

cradle robbers      did I mention

the smokers

tryin to get the last… Read full post »

DECEMBER 27, 2010 12:44AM

I Walked With You

I walked w/you

to the end of the street

to realize the wonderment

of what it is we'd meet

You never know what you'll find

a miracle a tear

a life-changing incident

a sympathetic beer.

 

I talked w/you

till the end of time

 readjusting attitudes

and drank a… Read full post »

OCTOBER 13, 2010 7:16PM

New York Crazy

I live in

New York Crazy

home of 

crowd rage, pedestrian rage, turnstile rage, 

waiting-in-line rage, 

me vs. you-perfect-stranger rage,

the -yr-gonna-get-it-all -- the ex's, the parents, the system,

the broken nail-brother's-in-jail, stubbed toe-knee-heart

RAGE!

 

And once in a… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 20, 2010 8:07AM

Those Big Eyes

Those big eyes

Let words of eternity slip

Those big eyes

Leftovers from your age of innocence

 

Fears, fights, frothing mouths

Biting your pillow

Holding back tears

Thinking about love

Thinking about ideals

Thinking about

the girl downstairs

Thinking about

your last feel.

 

Thinking about… Read full post »

[DEAR READERS:  THIS WORK IN PROGRESS is first, a stretch for me as I usually write poems and lyrics.   This base for a future short story is a conglomerate of ideas from all areas of the subject -- collected snippets of stories, some from my own, some from others.  Comments… Read full post »

JULY 23, 2010 11:50AM

The Common Room

Where’s the common room

amidst voice of doom

to plan victory,

to meet again?


In the common room

I can’t get there too soon

too soon to say

hello

I’m here

in the common room


and you’d be there too

and we’d see each other… Read full post »

JULY 23, 2010 11:47AM

Bipolar Express

She rode the

 

Bipolar Express,

too short a journey

to get too bumpy,

& she still feels

the swaying of the carriage

thrown off

at

first bump.


She was bruised and sore

& knew that train

will go on & on… Read full post »

JULY 21, 2010 10:18AM

Take No Dictation

(Tune: Eve of Destruction)

 

Dear Sir or ma’m let me explain my existence

I can’t type but I’ll work for minimal subsistance

 I can’t keep up with the latest software items

 But I’ll try to join your system

since I cannot… Read full post »

JUNE 26, 2010 3:03PM

spring cleaning

Headaches are just muscles

developing from yr spring cleaning

hours go by and you

try to devise a way to a new meaning

and you leave excess behind in the

empty flats that leave yr mind

just remember to bring along

the essence of an… Read full post »

JUNE 26, 2010 3:02PM

Starlight velvet

Starlight velvet blue & green

muscles in the in-between

Exposing refracting in dim light


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JUNE 26, 2010 2:55PM

Freedom in a one-horse town

Freedom in a one-horse town

enlisted sons army-bound

mother cries father frowns

the laws of nature goes around.

 

To serve is to receive to give

but the empty bank in god we trust

is locked in a vault of rust

withholding dreams enclosed with dust

 

Become one toge… Read full post »

JUNE 26, 2010 2:52PM

Meditation

content enough to sit in darkening room

unspectacled

seeing it at own risk

pulse in my diaphragm reminds me to breathe

watch trucks and cars out window entering BQE

go up on horizon to maybe heaven or hell

convicted for carbon monoxide poisoning


dark blanket insulates coffee

makes me laugh… Read full post »

 

past wits are at an end

as you try to conjure up a friend

separate now as before you began

the memory burns into the sand

 

emotion is a mindless state of mind

when yr intellect reclines and

yr beating out of time

racing for the answer why… Read full post »

JUNE 26, 2010 2:43PM

Soaring above Buddha's aura

hysterics are all I'm about now.

soaring above Buddha's aura I see

he got a swelled head.

I'm sick

please

I gotta mirror somebody

purity ain't cheap virture ain't easy

eternity hasn't come yet manners are expensive

taste is dulled by media   mad tea parties run our orbit

&… Read full post »

JUNE 26, 2010 2:41PM

emasculating instincts

the songs I made I made of rust

symbolized my need to trust

hitchhiking thumbs stuck out like waves

cars bite them off

or sometimes

a switchblade

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JUNE 26, 2010 2:39PM

Am I immobile?

Am I immobile?

I'm breathing

I'm still moving

still moving

still-moving

a moving still

I'm all right

i'm still

in motion

take test move arms & yes,

they rise up in an inconspicuous breath.

I rise think of vocabularies

headwheels spin weave yarns into ties… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 7, 2009 8:36AM

Old New York vs. Ye Olde Neuwe Yourke

My father used to regale me of old New York stories, buying chick peas in newspaper off a cart, seeing Yiddish theater on Second Ave., five-cent movies with features and newsreels and Little Rascals and dish nights -- shoot, he went way back to freakin' nickelodeons.  

Every generation has its… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 7, 2009 8:04AM

Part IV

Twenty years before WATTSTAX Jackie Robinson became the first black baseball player in the U.S. major leagues. In 1948 President Harry S. Truman used executive orders to begin desegregation of the U.S. armed forces.

In 1948 Mahatma Gandhi passed out of this world. He was a major political and… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 7, 2009 7:41AM

Her Lives So Far, Part III

It was with no disrespect when she was reminded that in this 40th anniversary of the peace and love festivals of Woodstock and Wattstax that her11-year old skinny white ass paid the bills for the last 300 years or more. Thank you, Thomas Jefferson for that and for the/… Read full post »

AUGUST 24, 2009 10:24AM

Her Lives So Far, Part II

She asked again, tell me about your family and environment.

 

She did go to a nearby college, but the lack of encouragment and home guidance did not help her ride the city's university beauraucracy.  She went through public schools in the '60's and '70's.  She sorely needed to feel sig… Read full post »

AUGUST 19, 2009 10:19AM

Her Lives So Far, Part I

 

She asked, tell me about your family.

 

Her father was Jewish, her mother, Methodist. Her brother always went to church. She always thought its what kept him through his life, his spiritual side. Sometimes a little too… Read full post »

JUNE 1, 2009 10:19AM

The Task of memory and Retelling

 I sit in St. Nicholas Park, Harlem USA and its beautiful.  A really breezy warm sleepyMemorial Day.  A family has a picnic.  Friends share blankets.  People walk dogs.  It is sparse, but not lonely, just like we urban dwellers like it.  A reminder of the great natu… Read full post »