Empire State Building – at the base

Like a hick I tilt my
head to see the top and
ponder tossed pennies.

Morning in midtown Manhattan

In the skyscraper
canyons, light outlines moving
shapes sipping Starbucks.

Among extraordinary women

I am the dull one, struck
mute by accomplishment
what I do, nothing.

New York City from the air

Like a jeweler
displaying gems on velvet
wealth gleams beyond reach

Double entendre overheard at LaGuardia

“We’re domestic,” a
blonde woman tells her daughter
in line at the gate.

1964 World’s Fair Unisphere

Flushing Meadows Park
once a site of hope. There, a
globe pledged future peace.

Morning in LeFrak City

On a cluttered Queens
balcony he stands, watching
the complex decay.

Live your dream

Today J begins
flying not yet a driver
the sky’s the limit

Retail therapy

Drove to the city
to shop eat sushi buy fun
things that make us smile.

Beading obsession

Handful of turquoise
begs to be strung with silver
draped around my neck.