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  • Index
  • About
  • Essays
  • Profiles
  • The Holocaust Poems
  • The Dark Lady Reflections
  • The Story of Sol
  • Stepping Stones to Freedom
  • Zaundrew and His Brother Simeon
  • The Serpent's Bite
  • Cupid's Fall
  • Heavens Farthest Gate
  • Music From Another Time
  • Future Sight
  • Because One Listened
  • Alice Chronicles
  • Divine Promiscuity
  • Paranomasia
  • Shame
  • Sun and Moon
  • A Farewell
  • What is this Love
  • Thoughts on Sycophancy
  • The Lighthouse
  • Beauty Beast
  • Birth Day
  • Infinity Mind
  • Man Woman
  • Postulates of a New Physics
  • The Cylinder
  • Joe - A Story of Enlightenment
  • Margie and Michael
  • Father Death
  • Thesis
  • If I Had a Million
  • I am a Sea Dog
  • The Inner Sanction
  • Are You Listening
  • PDQ
  • A Review - May 14 - 2014
  • In the Defense of the Liberal Arts
  • History of Writing - Part One
  • History of Writing - The Puppet Story
  • When the Dream Becomes Your Limit
  • A Breakthrough in Video Music Performance
  • James McCracken Sings Birthday of a King
  • Highfield Diaries
  • The Pursuit of Mastery
  • Metaphysics of Identity
  • Consciousness and Business
  • Stockhuasen in New York
  • The Birth of Infinity
  • Quantum
  • Dr. Thomas Sudhof
  • Dr. Harvey Brem
  • Anthony and Jeanette Senerchia
  • My Friend Sal
  • Threnody
  • Unloved Thoughts
  • Black Snow
  • Ice Angels
  • The Skies of Thunder Moon
  • Index
  • About
  • Essays
    • Are You Listening
    • PDQ
    • A Review - May 14 - 2014
    • In the Defense of the Liberal Arts
    • History of Writing - Part One
    • History of Writing - The Puppet Story
    • When the Dream Becomes Your Limit
    • A Breakthrough in Video Music Performance
    • James McCracken Sings Birthday of a King
    • Highfield Diaries
    • The Pursuit of Mastery
    • Metaphysics of Identity
    • Consciousness and Business
    • Stockhuasen in New York
    • The Birth of Infinity
    • Quantum
  • Profiles
    • Dr. Thomas Sudhof
    • Dr. Harvey Brem
    • Anthony and Jeanette Senerchia
    • My Friend Sal
  • The Holocaust Poems
    • Threnody
    • Unloved Thoughts
    • Black Snow
    • Ice Angels
    • The Skies of Thunder Moon
  • The Dark Lady Reflections
  • The Story of Sol
  • Stepping Stones to Freedom
  • Zaundrew and His Brother Simeon
  • The Serpent's Bite
  • Cupid's Fall
  • Heavens Farthest Gate
  • Music From Another Time
  • Future Sight
  • Because One Listened
  • Alice Chronicles
  • Divine Promiscuity
  • Paranomasia
  • Shame
  • Sun and Moon
  • A Farewell
  • What is this Love
  • Thoughts on Sycophancy
  • The Lighthouse
  • Beauty Beast
  • Birth Day
  • Infinity Mind
  • Man Woman
  • Postulates of a New Physics
  • The Cylinder
  • Joe - A Story of Enlightenment
  • Margie and Michael
  • Father Death
  • Thesis
  • If I Had a Million
  • I am a Sea Dog
  • The Inner Sanction
Unloved Thoughts
from The Holocaust Poems


Standing in an empty school yard
Shutters clacking against shattered window frames
I listen for the ghost cry of children wailing in the wind.
And look for dreams that were never dreamt.

With thoughts of laughter never known, 
I turn to journey home 
Circles of fog wrap themselves, serpent like, around my feet 
Tendrils trailing in the mist.
    
From the gloom a shadowy thing appears,
A man crouching by the curb.
A dark bundle of ancient rags
A stench of waste and filth.

Lifting his lonely cup, 
His eyes search for mine.
Met by an angry empty hole, he looks down.
Too embarrassed to ask again,
His hand drifts down to earth.

A drizzling rain dapples the glistening street,
As I enter the light of the slanted doorway 
Of the soot-stained building in which I live,
Straining up the stairs one more time, 
Fumbling for keys to unlock the gateway of my heart.

I shed my dampened coat and scarf
To huddle by the rust stained radiator.
It's hissing steam 
Melting cold from aging joints and bones.

My lover comes to sit by my side, 
A silent hand touches mine.
For a moment my eyes are met...
We look away
As unloved thoughts pass
And we do not speak.

I look through a mist stained window,
Night lights flickering in and out
As a question touches the rim of thought:
Where does forgettery begin,
And this holocaust end?