Joanne Olivieri shoots

Chester Giles writes

work poem

   it will rain.

the change falls out of my pocket

the bench saw behind the wall,

            behind my back

  tears through never ending matter

the train arrives at the platform.

                  I go to work

Early Workers Waiting on the Train -- Patricia Voelz

James Babbs writes

Ready or Not

I’m not ready

for my hair to go gray

wasn’t it only yesterday

I was an awkward teenager

too shy to talk to girls and

learning how to drive a car

graduating from high school

messing around in college

for a couple of years

just trying to find my way

it wasn’t that long ago and

I remember

how I wanted to write a novel

by the time I was thirty

what happened to all those days

now

it seems kind of strange

when I look into the mirror and

see my father’s face

how long has it been

since he passed away

come over here and

look into my eyes and

I swear

you’ll still see the boy I was

the same boy

I still feel like I am

he’s still in here and

sometimes

I can hear him laughing

for no reason at all

he’s still in here and

he’s waiting for something

I think there’s still

something he wants

Man In The Mirror -- Suzanne Marie Leclair

Paula Hackett writes

Teddy's L.A. After Dark

 

Come to life
On this changing scene
Here's your part
Live your wildest dreams
Night arrives
just to celebrate
It happens here
in L.A.
After dark

From the beach 

to the mountainside 

L.A. streets 

take you for a ride 

Hollywood 

Central Avenue 

It happens here 

in L.A. 

After dark 

Daylight steps aside and

Lets the city lights start to glow 

Play out your part as the night 

Puts on a show 

Happy now 

See the dawn arise 

Just for you 

Cross the morning skies 

Don't forget 

Night will soon return 

It's here for you 

in L.A. 

After dark

Central Ave. Saxophone Market