DANIEL MILTZ

DANIEL

MILTZ

Funky Cat

Hip, cat, daddy-o

Hey, what's cookin bro'

Man, I dig this groovy melody

It flows free. Baby

With the  harmony

Jimmy is "smokin'" tonight

Look at that cat, lickety split

He's a telescopic sight

It's crazy, man. I dig it

This cat's been blastin' all night

Cool tunes, with horn yellin' shot

Blowin' it real hot

The band is  "jammin,'' really cooking

I think Jimmy's "flippin''

Way he's zipping that stick ripping

Diggin' his "boogie woogie" jive

Layin' it down, gimme five

All the "jitterbugs" jumpin' to the heat

To the "funky" cat with that "groovy" beat

Blowin' his top, and waving his feet

Joint is jumping. I gotta scat

Man! It was-- Wild, man, wild, down pat!

He's a real bang-tail gone cat!

I’ll plant you now, dig you later with a greet

Man! ''I'm really "beat''

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Mar 21, 2018• Copyright © daniel miltz

Peaceful Walk

The night air is tran-quil

And the sky is in clear focus

Embracing us thankful

For peaceful closeness

Of body and soul

To begin a stroll

Seeing the town

In a quiet and comfort lay down

While entering sections

Of different off-beat courts

I see radiant light reflections

On the ledge, of skyline deflections

Accompanied by heavenly escorts

Everywhere, I confess

Embracing in support

In the bosom of angel caress

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Apr 11, 2018• Copyright © daniel miltz

Trees

I see towering trees

As they move and unwind

In the sky high, wheeze

Waving so subtly, in the shine

Penetrating sky flowers

They stand alone

And are like ivory towers

And medieval thrones

Words in the breeze

Rambling with the leaves

Humming with tranquility

Saying it softly

Nothing is more unworldly

And more praiseworthy

Than a beautiful, strong tree

Sighing, ever so, transcendentally

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Apr 16, 2018• Copyright © daniel miltz

Buffed Cleaner

Fit, hard, six-pack abs

Solid, strong, physique

Standing tall, like statue

Um, alone on a po-di-um

No donning polo wear

With face mask tube, strapped

Wondering, about the work of art

Hours of chore, raring to start

Winsome, daubing, but still so-so

Cleaning, his very own facades

Ajax sprinkled, aglow

Single soap brush to stroke

Idealistic that colorful chromas

Will long for better change

Lookin' upon his gem

With thoughts deep within

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Apr 21, 2018• Copyright © daniel miltz

A Visit Back Home

Long prior - I took to the wheel

On a day, fairly, surreal

Amid one of my visits back home

I went to see, tailgating, all alone

My boyhood city. A city on its knees

I began patrolling, unemotionally

Among, the hollowed, disintegrated, arteries

I've gone into a run-down, stepping ground

Of relinquished houses, torched down

Cess-pool of spoiled industries, shook

Dismal, diminishing, to tears look

A catastrophe of block, smoke, and gook

Miles and miles of wrongdoing, invaded places

The most exceedingly awful, that humankind embraces

Free, with the blazing fury

Of youthful, spontaneity

I started to take pictures, ardently

Of drifters, hobos, winos, and the beggarly

Wearing, worn out, robe of strands

And vagrants with solidified hands

Crouched around, enormous, hot drum cans

Without modesty, I eagle-eyed

The crestfallen, with nowhere to hide

That permeates, everywhere, I spied

Offering itself for examination

A photo of urban immolation

I was alone in a no man's homey

And in a no man's city

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Apr 24, 2018• Copyright © daniel miltz

DANIEL MILTZ

DANIEL MILTZ: He born in Michigan and now resides in Hampstead. After devoting 40 years to the Engineering domain now contributing value to society through his writing as a freelancer. Academically he is a ‘Mechanical Design Engineering’ degree holder from Detroit Engineering Technical Institute. In his engineering career he contributes in Aerospace Industry and in many Governments Aerospace programmes. Now these days he is writing a fiction noble, based on his own experience but writing poetry has been Daniel’s passion since his early 'beat' days of California.