These are poems I've created and finished in a short time period. My Booklet of Poetry was a compilation of poems written over 20 years. This Booklet of Poetry 11 took 20 days Feel like Jimi Hendrix creating Purple Haze Most were started from the top, some were incomplete works from different time periods. Regardless I was obviously inspired by the results of my first book. I feel very comfortable expressing myself in the poem format and believe me I'm not an ordinary doormat. I've been doing this for years and now I have to say cheers I write about personal things that brings truth and happiness with a minimum of sappiness. Relationships;women and men; then again it's also about drink and loneliness and of emptiness. All are life struggles for a man in his fifties living in New York City. That's my palate and it's easy for me to sell it. Everyone is interested in Manhattan and to have that as my backdrop in unlikely for me to have a flop atop the Empire State Building. Ha, Ha That was off the grid so you can call me Sid the Kid. Not really but Malik Sealey played for St. Johns and that's in Queens so by no means do I confine this to one borough. I worked in the Bronx and now I do the same in Queens and by any means I wouldn't forget Brooklyn and Staten Island where I've been over and over again; albeit years apart. But this is a good start to say everything is in play as I go on hiatus until May. Strike that, it just sounded good and that's an important quality when writing prose. I have a nose for rhythm because I'm also an actor and that's a factor when I go over and act which is a fact in making it right. This is very contemporary, it's exemplary and in the norm of this day and age I do think I'm a sage and I can go page and page with a certain rage making you understand that I'm the man for this book. Otherwise a crook could be a giant rook in a bad chess game who could put the blame on me and declare this a catastrophe Anything goes and my poetry shows this aspect. Finishing this abstract forget about what I lack and attack this book with vim and vinegar and swear to her or him that one of my poems did you in. It may have burst your gut or got you out of a rut or gave you the feeling to strut with your mutt on the icy streets of the Big Apple bypassing the Snapple because it contains too much sugar. Remember, you may start in one place but give yourself space to let this take you on a groove and move if necessary. This is a history of me, can't you see? Answer my plea by buying this menagerie of words and stories all told on one page. This one happens to have twenty two so be cool, grab that proverbial stool and enjoy this mental toy that was created for the little boy or girl inside of you.