Hathi Room

A collection of my poems, posting periodically

Category: Poetry Month 2022

  • Mi amor

    I still remember that conversation with you.Catching up after years,leaning over the stained oak counter sharing the El Guapo club sandwich.It was as if our time apart was an illusion.Oh, I remember the astonishmentover just how familiar it was. And so when the rest of the worldbegan to dissolve that…

  • Letter to Alec

    My brother Alec,I’m no longer a chauffeur,dreaming of Monet. Notes Today’s prompt is to write a poem in which you first recall someone you used to know closely but are no longer in touch with, then a job you used to have but no longer do, and then a piece…

  • Churiosity

    You are sweet like simple syrup,your kindness elicits flutters in our hearts.You powder the world with joy, I wish we were never apart. But I know you’ll always be there, to bring thought provoking discourse to life. You are number one on my speed dial,always around to alleviate strife. With…

  • Spring Ski

    Look out, behind you!The boarder with no control,barreling towards you! Notes Today’s prompt is to write a poem that starts with a command. Pretty busy today so went with a Haiku.

  • Five by Five

    Two eggs and hash, sunny-side upBlueberry pancakes, whip on top with powdered sugarHuevos rancheros please, drench it in the sauceBlack coffee medium roast with a butter croissantChai and avo toast with a dash of lemon and chili Notes Today’s prompt is to write a poem that answers the same question…

  • Woof Woes

    Vicious, angry, territorial, psycho.He was the damaged couch left curbsidethat gathered mold with each rain. The rescue runt of the litter who struggled to keep pace with his brothers and sisters. Vicious, angry, territorial, psycho. It was no surprise when he chased his tail, when he bit with fervor.When he…

  • Walk in the Park

    He ambled down the fern lined gravel stone trailwhere the rays of light danced between branchesand fell into the garden of leafy bracken. This spot has become something of a holy grailamong the whipper-snappers from the ranchwhere the fires have left stumps blackened. The cycle of rebirth persists from dusk…

  • WebWhat?

    Blockchain, flockchain, why are we stamping everything with DeFi?The money keeps flowing in funding every idea under the sun.But when will we realizethat this is just the tulips all over? Magnetic buzzwords drawing endless crowds,building for the sake of buildingor a maybe quick buck.Time will tell where this will all…

  • Bagel Run

    Fade in Joker and the Thief by Wolfmother playing in the background Ext. Morning Bagel RunIn the heart of East Manhattan, the spring Sunday morning queue begins to form outside of Bagels and Schmear. There is light banter recapping Saturday night, complaints about rising rent and talk of the new…

  • Blackjack

    To those who proclaim you’re only dealt one hand,I contend there are always more chips to be discovered.It is quite simple indeed, just double your stake and the odds are always in your favor. Notes Today’s prompt is to write about good fortune. I couldn’t find too many words today,…