An Empty House

An Empty House

An Empty House I heard a squeak, under my first step Into the bungalow, Felt a sigh. The walls receded as if  They made space for me. A dusty imprint of an old piano told of A time when music played. The floors buckled under the past weight. Light streamed across...
My Heroes

My Heroes

My HeroesChris with his long unruly locksNow newly cut,Waits for me early in the wee hours of The morning to swim.Even before the sun risesI have a guardian who cares.Weekly I patronize the library Two blocks from my home.Oh, those librarians know me Ready with smiles...
Piano

Piano

PianoI practice the scales to limberMy fingers and mind.The language of music, the notesFloat on paper and from the touch of keys.Foreign sounds, bend my ear with chords and syncopation.Held together in harmony.Give me the patience to hear, see, and feelThe songs...
Withering Weather

Withering Weather

Withering WeatherI’d rather battle the wind, rain,And gusts of blown leaves and branchesThan the storms of angst against Than the storms of angst against The world we know.Why is the mind wiseAnd stubborn, letting the Heart skip rhythms?The wind comes from the...
My Dog

My Dog

My DogMy dog named, Nada,Meant everything to me.Nada is Spanish for “nothing”.And within the hole of zero The door opens to infinity.Seeing through to the Vastness of love.A glimpse everlasting.I’d love to hear your comments. I’m at...
Normal

Normal

NormalDoesn’t existPoured into a mixOf all people we knowIt becomes an equationOf all the differencesDeviations, brillianceAveraged togetherThe sum of which doesn’t exist.I’d like to hear your thoughts. You can find me at http://www.abberolnick.com

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