Daniel Isaac Gordon

Rookie (January of 1982 / Queens, NY)

Somewhere Tropical - Poem by Daniel Isaac Gordon

Sitting on an icy bench
waiting for a bus
i don't know where it's going
on this chilly afternoon
maybe somewhere tropical
much warmer than is here
in this god-forsaken city
somewhere on planet earth
where people can be colder
than the bench on which i sit
i hope the bus comes soon
or i will catch a cold
or the flu or even worse
can freezing give you cancer?
i hope the bus is heated
i left my coat at home
or maybe it left me
i really can’t remember
but right now i’m cold as ice
somewhere tropical would be nice

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Comments about Somewhere Tropical by Daniel Isaac Gordon

  • Adeline Foster (6/28/2011 1:45:00 PM)

    I like it - I like it! It has a chant that bends the rythum. Try my - Frost Flowers.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 16, 2011

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