BRUCE LEVINE - POEMS

Bruce Levine, a native Manhattanite, has spent his life as a writer of fiction and poetry and as a music and theatre professional. His literary catalogue includes four novels, short stories, humorous sketches, flash fiction, poetry, essays, articles and a screenplay. Nearly one-hundred-fifty of his works are published in over twenty-five on-line journals including Literally Stories, Visitant, Foliate Oak Magazine; over thirty print books including Poetry Quarterly, Mused Literary Review, Dual Coast Magazine, and his shows have been produced in New York and around the country. His seven eBooks are available from Amazon.com.  His work is dedicated to the loving memory of his late wife, Lydia Franklin. He lives in New York with his dog, Daisy. Visit him at www.brucelevine.com.

Creating a Blog

Creating a blog
Not a chore
For the faint-hearted
Consumed by the
Fires of social media
Burned into the
Walls of cyber-space
Only revealed to
IT techies
Or four year olds
Schooled in binary motion
DNA permutated to reveal
The lasting effects
Of the un-indoctrinated
The forlorn members
At least to those
Of the computer age
Fasting on the dearth
Of knowledge
In the prelude of the
New millennium
Opening doors
That once revealed
Another time
A simpler time
With no blogs
To stress the tendons
Of emotions
To the breaking point
While trying to create
Another blog


2/7/19

Fighting the System

Fighting the system
As impossible as humans flying
Flapping arms gets you nowhere
Except tired arms


Sending off resumes
For jobs already taken
Playing with websites
Games without end


Social media required
Smart phones expected
No longer choices
Society no longer cares


Making sane choices
An impossible daydream
Fighting the system
Precluding real life


Anger and frustration
A daily concoction
The system resembles
Hologram strife


No other system
To which we must function
Goodbye to the solace
Of yesterday’s life


6/10/19

Foodism

I am a devout foodist
I celebrate every holiday
That involves food
I’ll try anything once
Except grasshoppers, ants
And other creepy-crawlers


Dinner is a sacred point in the day
Not just a repast or fuel for the body
A joyous time to be savoured
And reveled in
To be rekindled on the tongue
Throughout the evening


Foodism is open ended
Open to all of those
Who desire to luxuriate
In the pleasures of the gastronomic
Who feast with their eyes
As well as their taste buds and stomach


Foodism requires no special meeting house
Restaurants, side-walk venders and home
The approbation of the culinary skills
Praise for the chef
All uniting under one umbrella
All celebrating foodism


6/1/19

Life’s New Blog

Half way to December
Brings mem’ries of the past
Of joyous Christmas mornings
New mem’ries that will last


Forever on the highway
To good times filled with cheer
And happy ever after
Renown throughout the year


Tomorrow brings new sunshine
And golden rays galore
To bring a new beginning
With New Year’s Day restore


The fervor now remembered
With toasts of pure egg nog
The entries of tomorrow
Remain on life’s new blog


2/21/19

Never Argue With A Foodist

Never argue with a foodist
One never wins
 
The pantry that’s now empty
The larder not refilled
Refrigeration required
After opening yet unfulfilled
 
Shopping the supermarket
A grand prix of rolling carts
The mounds of provisions
That overflows human hearts
 
Never-ending virtues
Of foodist inspiration
The lovely contemplation
Of meals that ever last
 
6/6/19
 

​A Gourmet’s Delight

​Complex layers of flavor
Melding on the tongue
Into a savory effusion
Of gastronomic delight


Courses surrender
As taste buds recapture
Moments of inspiration
And memories of other repasts


Aromatic sensations
Tantalizing visions
Perfection of presentation
Rarefied new tastes


Joyous salutations
To chefs no longer with us
Escoffier and Child
Purveyors of good taste


And to the future entrées
With keen anticipation
Long live the gourmet dinner
The multi-course cuisine


6/7/19