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Fall in the City
There were too many pieces to the puzzle, too many keen faults in the symmetry. She locked eyes with the darkened window of the building across the street, and when vertigo took the elevator down to meet her where she … Continue reading
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Tagged cindy sherman, John Biscello, new york city, poem, untitled film still, vertigo
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Neverending
An epic fable, resounded by the wind’s score– Stories, sown from lore.
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Tagged beach, fable, haiku, John Biscello, never ending story, oregon coast
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Elements in the Making
Lone tree on the hill, has nothing to say to sky– Praise, moved to silence.
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Tagged haiku, John Biscello, oregon, the silence of wonder, tree meets sky
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His and Hers
I saw us, my love, long after we were gone– Ghosts of lives, well-worn.
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Tagged haiku, John Biscello, love, oregon coast, the cabin, the chairs, time and timeless
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Here’s Looking at Us
Is this not the art and trick to being human, and in love? A matter of perspective, a rooted widening, wherein distances harbor the marvels of intimacy in rapt enclosure?
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Tagged astoria column, companionship, elevated perspective, John Biscello, looking out/looking in, love story, poem
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Her
She, the mystery, to whom I turn toward, falling, with light in my eyes.
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Tagged day at the beach, devotion, haiku, John Biscello, my love, oregon coast, tribute to all things sweet
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Corner Shot
The word on the street kept him waiting for a dame made of ink-wet dreams.
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Tagged haiku, ink-stained ballad, John Biscello, longing, portland, pub crawl, rose city book pub, the literary life
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Coquetry
The sea’s salt-fringed skirt glistens, while flashing rare pearls- Shoreline pants, waiting.
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Tagged erotic seaside, John Biscello, love story, oregon coast, poem, pulse and throb, the stones watched
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What Lasts
Renewal, in nuptial surges and capered bibs of froth; the stones, studded to shore, ennoble the silence of their music to the fondling sea, mates playing freely on the wild fadeless cusp of here and forevermore.
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Tagged John Biscello, lovesong for the elements, organic matrimony, poem, stones and sea, the natural way
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Hypnotherapy
The most curious eye, voracious in its wandering, seals volumes of air for Imagination to digest and respire in.
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Tagged aeorplane, eye in the sky, flyboy, hypnotherapeutic, John Biscello, looking out, poem
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