Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

9 Haiku

Big white moon above 
the slumbering warehouses—
waiting for the sun

A day so foggy
all you can see are yellow
trucks, cars, and signs

Some seagulls squawking
and ragged whisky laughter—
city park at dusk

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He stands and he shouts,
perched on a telephone pole—
exquisite raven

Perfume precedes them—
two jeweled ladies stride along
the subway platform

The moon grins at me
from its soft blue perch tonight—
biking home from work

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I’m clenching my teeth
too hard when I pet the cat—
savage affection

The last bit of sun
sinking into the ocean—
a quick glint of...green!

She strolls the sidewalk,
umbrella blocking the sun—
the first day of spring



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Holy Moment

Found a face 
In this place
A glimpse a glint a sudden little trace

A certain flash
A glow that lasts
A holy moment I can almost grasp

Throw it open, holy moment
Your boy has found his joy
And I know I’m getting down
One more time

Through all the noise
I heard a voice
It whispered Mister you have got a choice

You can brood
In gloom and doom
Or use your blues to bend another groove

Throw it open, holy moment
Love is like a light
And I know it’s glowing now
One more time

(Don’t think I can tell you something
New I know you know
We can be as good as what we know)

This glow can show
The way to go
Catch your breath forget what kept you broke

It is clear
That while we’re here
We ride the tide until we disappear

Throw it open, holy moment
While we slip and slide
You know we’re getting down
One more time



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Crack in the Ceiling

Poetry by Thomas Radwick

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