Robert Filos : Writing

THE NEW BIRTH (leaving the garden in search of a home)

THE NEW BIRTH (leaving the garden in search of a h..

A Poem by Robert Filos


Dawn breaking compasses my soulconsciousness contends brutallyfighting in an attemptto raze controlThere is a shaking, quaking required riftpost moder..
Harlan

Harlan

A Poem by Robert Filos


inspired by: https://youtu.be/1n57WBtvtC4
Fr. Mapple & Me

Fr. Mapple & Me

A Poem by Robert Filos


call me Ishmaelor maybe Ahabor Elijahor Starbuckor Queequegbut don't call me who I ambecause that is not who is menot robertno, not robertjust call me..
The Art of War /or/ Gang Wars for Sure

The Art of War /or/ Gang Wars for Sure

A Story by Robert Filos


The really big gang wars had mostly gone out of style by the time I was coming up in the Bronx. But as you have seen if you have been reading some of ..
POETRY  (FOLK WRITINGS OF A MADMAN or GENIUS)

POETRY (FOLK WRITINGS OF A MADMAN or GENIUS)

A Poem by Robert Filos


A little bit about my writings
READING IS FUNDAMENTAL /or/ LEARNING TO FLY THE OLD SCHOOL BFF

READING IS FUNDAMENTAL /or/ LEARNING TO FLY THE OL..

A Story by Robert Filos


I was never much for school after about 4th grade. To be honest, I found it boring. Now we lived in the South quadrant in Parkchester, I guess that&r..
ST.PATRICKSDAY/THANKSGIVING

ST.PATRICKSDAY/THANKSGIVING

A Story by Robert Filos


I wrote this on Thanksgiving afternoon 2015. Now don't think to yourself, "Rob has really gone off the deep end now". We all know that happened long a..
THANKSGIVING IN NYC 1970 SOMETHING

THANKSGIVING IN NYC 1970 SOMETHING

A Story by Robert Filos


Growing up in the Bronx you would have thought that I had spent many years enjoying the Macy's Thanksgiving day Parade in Manhattan in person. But as ..
WHO DAT? The All American kid From NYC

WHO DAT? The All American kid From NYC

A Poem by Robert Filos


A little bit of free form free flow
“Cogito ergo sum”

“Cogito ergo sum”

A Poem by Robert Filos


I Do Not Think, Therefore I Am Notin the matter of the moment pastel memories rebound hazy purple sound barely brightened to see in the clatter ..