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The Itinerant Lover
It doesn’t fail It always leads us by the hand Faster and faster pinching into the folds of night And we let it slip through our fingers And watch it run ahead, disappearing in the darkness, Leaving us itinerant, under … Continue reading
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Biography
I grew up with this drive…and sometimes it was a band (skynrd, molly hatchet, journey, REO, 38 special, Dead, Rush, YES)…it was an event, fast ride, beer cans, woods, a camaro…a house party, bon fire, south jersey shore and wooded … Continue reading
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Off Urban Rap
I’m not drunk, maybe besotted, maundering, inebriate savant but ne’er vapid.I’m loquacious, beset on periphrasis, riddled with circumlocution, and bullets from the execution.A scribbler of belletristic prose, with a dent on my nose. I’m a fallen saint. I’m like peeling … Continue reading
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Several Friends Stopped By…
Several Friends stopped by in my dark hour. There I was…in the hole:Apathy – looks down into the hole, with those big blue eyes to ensure me everything would be just fine…, she shrugs, and she wanders off.Sympathy arrives – … Continue reading
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Winding To a Point
A child stooped low and picked up a stoneAbout yay big, with a rounded edgeHe could find no reason to put it in his pocketSo he jumped to his feet instead. The boy’s eyes narrowed as he thought of this stoneAbout … Continue reading
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Flesh
Earth pulls up its collar as the sun setsAll things cooling, creak,the most quiet is flesh. Pouring life through the waist of leaded glass,Countless grains two souls, in the talusAs fabrics glide, fiber and meshWarmth and velvetThe most soft is flesh Peeling … Continue reading
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Byzantine Kiss
Her whispers writhe upward, warming my lipsChased gently by thoughts, and fingertipsWhich pulse over keys, sewing words onto fieldsOf love thirsty parchment, tenderly peeledFrom shavings off banyan trees, twisted in timeWoven from tangles of roots and vinesThat glimmer and glide … Continue reading
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Jim Harrison
…still smelling like Athit, I found myself awakening in first class next to the recluse, Jim Harrison. Jim Harrison was planetary from the moment I saw him. He is a thick and somewhat round man, dense enough to have his … Continue reading
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timeless through the ages
What is timeless through the agesIs conveyed in the pagesEtched in stone or vinylAnd what has a beginningWill reach many ends, but noneIs ever finalThe hope you seekIn the words I speakIs far deeper than meaning can reach,The paradox isThat … Continue reading
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TREE RINGS
Our moments collect in concentric rings about the nexusOf a first embrace, adorned with Autumnal colors and scents –We lovers blend, cupped gently below the stir of flecks and dapple.Each leaf high up quivers in the bouquets and knows … Continue reading
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