The poet listens and is awed by his own words alive with music. The poet listens and is silenced by his own words echoed by music. The poet writes failing to set his words to time and make them march. His wry smile moves an aching hand none the less. Art and art meet only [...]
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Music
Posted in Uncategorized on August 19, 2010 | 4 Comments »
A Sentence Only a Free Man Could Bare
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, tagged fall, Garden State, man, muggy, Naked, Quetzalcoatl, Woman on June 4, 2010 | 4 Comments »
I awoke, naked in a muggy apartment room not uncommon to the Garden State. Her hand rested over my ribs as delicate as a feather from Quetzalcoatl’s back lost when he plummeted to earth. She holds a still empty bottle of tequila that we alternated kissing. The worm did not alter our shame, or augment [...]
Of What Man Is
Posted in Eulogy, Poetry, Uncategorized, tagged death, God, self-eulogy on July 8, 2009 | 13 Comments »
My God, I am dying and with me goes my God. My God, can ashes catch an image other than of death – Of death, of what we have come from and to what we will return. My God, can I be with you without being you and what of those I leave behind. I [...]
The Beggar, the Saint, and the Sign Post
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, tagged Despair, life, meaning, paths, purpose, roads, Salvation, virtue on June 23, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Bend to me as you pass my way before you hold your head aloft in the skyward clouds of soft puffy silver hair. With your hands feel my decay, the weight of wrong skinned burdens, and a strong robust despair. Do not think your mercy pays for my freedom’s origin, the residue of Moses’ sin, [...]
Heliocentricity
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, tagged apollo, colors, control, leaving, sun, Time, Woman on June 15, 2009 | 5 Comments »
The sun looks like a woman walking away. Her pink, orange, and magenta dress dangling on crisp edged pavement gray and children’s colored chalk. She looks back to think on why she is flying to California to bring everything one day closer to sinking into the sea. Behind her she drags Apollo’s broken motorcycle, poet [...]
Inventors of Air
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, tagged art, donner, Helen of Troy, hunger, Love, muses, War, World War on March 6, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
We made something there, something that wasn’t there before like a now faded world war tattoo. We agreed that it was for love. All of it for love. Without speaking of muses, it was implied that without them such creations were useless. Each of us with a Helen of Troy, our own Van Gogh ear [...]
Trees in Winter
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, tagged Beauty, death, forest, ice, life, man, trees, winter on December 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The once proud lowly hang tears frozen in their beard the weight – they dip – they creak loudly echoing off the backs of brothers. Centuries counted in rings are now exposed to frost bitten air. Fathers bend to read their own fate in the bowels of their kin. Nightmare nights are filled with different howls [...]
