She says: “You always talk about him as if he is your lost brother.” She is jealous that at night I lay with another. One whose prudence cannot hold back his wisdom Even if it were better that no one hear. “You act as if he were still alive as if he could understand how difficult it [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Sonnet’
Love and Growing Apart – The Argument We Had In The Book Store
Posted in Poetry, Sonnet, tagged Poetry, Sonnet on March 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The New Immortals
Posted in Poetry, Sonnet, tagged age, death, Immortality, Modernity, Poetry, Sonnet, youth on January 29, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Watch the clockwork children play, two pupiled place holder eyes long for the path of the freeway that their forefathers criticized. At night, they sleep, without fear of snakes and monsters under the bed. Mom’s comforting prayer “You can’t die if you’re already dead.” Bravery is only a virtue if you have something to lose but [...]
Breathing Words
Posted in Poetry, Sonnet, tagged Poetry, Sonnet on January 17, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Of all the words that I have ever read A single pair has taught me all I know. Appearing only once, as a brailled set that showed my fingers where they need to go. Their meaning lingers, hidden in my hand Mending the creation written on my palms An exhale lends a warm demand; her skin as ancient [...]
A World Covered in Fall (1969)
Posted in Didactic, Poetry, Sonnet, tagged Didactic, flight, gravity, greatness, Humanity, Immortality, Poetry, Sonnet, space on January 15, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Sky, a soft and gentle knight With flaming sword and lunar shield whose unfurled banner hides from sight the heavens and it’s gold. Man has pawned his dreams for steel. Emissaries in bishop hats with fire so bright it seems to be from the myths of old. Earth, our verdent queen has dawned a Virgin [...]
The Night We Read Genesis
Posted in Poetry, Sonnet, tagged Beauty, Faith, Genesis, Love, need, Poetry, prophesy, Religion, revelation, saint, Salvation, Sonnet, Woman on December 7, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
A saint wrapped in only barbed wire fence proclaiming a scorched earth prophesy Salvation, a virgin steel’s test, is the garment of her seduction. Going forth to feel her brailled softness Divine revelation, her skin’s theology, Makes exclamation rhyme with silence, My hands, her education. An embrace, God’s recompense for a failing man’s unity binds skin to skin, breast to breast [...]
Thus spoke…
Posted in Poetry, Sonnet, tagged Poetry, Sonnet on November 7, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
He carved his initials in the still water below him. There were no sails in hell, after all. No breath of God to make boats go Without the rise and the fall of the odious oar. The hallowed wails do little to deter him. Inhaling coffin nails and letting The fumes exodus, a tongue-less meter [...]
Mum is the word
Posted in Poetry, Sonnet, tagged History, life, meaning, mother, Poetry, Sonnet, Woman on November 1, 2007 | 1 Comment »
No one will notice a hundred years from now That she spent her life in the name of good and that her red apron, with the lonely cow, could never be as dignified as it should. Archeologists will never pour over her greatest works due to the hungry children who needed them. Nor will others write [...]
Wasn’t I supposed to be in Heaven?
Posted in Aubade, Poetry, Sonnet, tagged Aubade, Poetry, Sonnet on October 10, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Wasn’t I supposed to be in Heaven? Awaking from a lonely night of death Sweat clinging to sheets. The clock striking seven As my paralysis ends in airy breath. What sin committed earned me such a hell To know such beauty, but watch as it leaves You hide your wings behind a soft farewell and [...]
A rose whose invisible thorns are felt Punishes the holder and rewards the viewer And impales digits and hearts with a skewer Yet from a distance cold eyes melt Women’s painted gaze turns enviously green Yet for the man who tries to clutch With tightened fingers asks too much And is bitten by the barbs [...]
Her delicate rose fingernail runs past The five rosewood decades from Israel. Her glasses can see His face through the mass – Toes licking the proscenium of hell. She smiles like the red sea before Moses. She wants to eat Him, she wants to know His blood in her veins, apotheosis. She wants the salvation [...]
