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Category Archives: Poetry
The Monk That Got Down
Today was strange. The sweet, quiet, solemn, solitary monk who lives in the cork-lined antechamber inside me was dancing. This is not something I have ever seen him do. I went to visit him, expecting the usual: him hunched over … Continue reading
Opiate
To touch loneliness, unabated, the barest cherish, play of smile running softly on meant fingers, to keep yourself company, all that lovely sweet nothingness, gauged in lofty opiate whispers, trailing, then silence.
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Tagged brother beauty, John Biscello, loneliness, opiate, poem, rain rain, sister sorrow, sweetsad
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Honeycomb
The deep bass drum of laughter, a resounding prayer, no more forgetting who I am, the well of memory has been stirred, and my bones, in turn, have been dared to splinter, the cracks between worlds, widening, inviting me to … Continue reading
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Tagged honeycomb, I, John Joseph Biscello, let there be naked light, memory, poem, souplay, spirit is good stuff
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Prayer
Thank you, is the simplest and most profound prayer I know, borne along on a sea of breath, it returns to itself, the divinest echo from God’s muse to my lips.
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Tagged breath, God, John Biscello, love, Muse, poem, prayer, thank you, thank you again
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Lovesworn
If I could grow my arms the length of God I’d hug the entire world until a cosmic vessel went bust and bled light to no end.
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Tagged embraceable youse, God, hugs are good for everyone, John Biscello, love, poem, spirit, universe
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Wax
Her lips, in kissing, raspberry wax sealing notes, for heart’s safekeeping.
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Tagged haiku, heart, John Biscello, kiss, love, poem, raspberry, romantic, wax
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Visitation, 7/12/18
Crawling on my wall, seven-legged white spider– your presence is gold.
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Tagged abundance, Gold, good luck, haiku, John Biscello, love, omen, spider, spirit animal, visitation, white spider
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Level
Girl, I will write you for a long, seething bask, Light seeks its own level.
Foam
Collect her broken bones, her sea-washed cortege, and sentences of charged glimmer, and pay close reverence to where the slow, reedy breath of the pearl steams the shell of its host, and when the time is right, just right, kiss … Continue reading
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Tagged girl from the sea, her, John Biscello, love, nature, poem, sea, soul, spirit, tribute
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Peony
The peony came at exactly the right time– The garden smiled, blushed.
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Tagged garden, haiku, John Biscello, love, nature, peony, poem, sensual, spirit
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