Mother, Daughter

woman and child
Mother, without your touch,
blood-lush access to eternity’s grasp,
I am rudderless, and adrift,
in a world that shits on innocence.
…………………………………..
Daughter, without you to hold,
a promise illumined into love’s totem,
I am sunless, and moonless,
a  stray tide receding into an abyss,
where innocence lies in wait,
numb to its cherish.

 

 

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About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, performer, and playwright, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of four novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, and No Man’s Brooklyn; a collection of stories, Freeze Tag, two poetry collections, Arclight and Moonglow on Mercy Street; and a fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll, illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. He also adapted classic fables, which were paired with the vintage illustrations of artist, Paul Bransom, for the collection: Once Upon a Time, Classic Fables Reimagined. His produced, full-length plays include: LOBSTERS ON ICE, ADAGIO FOR STRAYS, THE BEST MEDICINE, ZEITGEIST, U.S.A., and WEREWOLVES DON’T WALTZ.
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2 Responses to Mother, Daughter

  1. TheSpaceBetweenPlanets's avatar B. Brown says:

    omgoodness I love this…

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