Lessons in Love

Posted on August 25, 2017 by John Biscello

charlie b.

Little red-haired girl
as man’s best friend in a wig–
Birds and bees, good grief!
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Tatters

Posted on August 25, 2017 by John Biscello
charlie and the kid
Tatters in half-light,
the poor heart’s lonely hunting–
shreds of pure love, sown.

 

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Flower

Posted on August 24, 2017 by John Biscello
chappy o ii
As the tension mounts,
hope, in a single flower–
loves me, loves me not?
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Modern Times

Posted on August 24, 2017 by John Biscello
chaplin esk
The Great Dictator?
Charlie, in jest, plants his foot–
no ass too big.
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Last Supper

Posted on August 24, 2017 by John Biscello

Charlie shoeshine

Winter, starving clown,
no disciples to be found–
this, the Last Supper?
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Trinity

Posted on August 24, 2017 by John Biscello
chaplin x 3
Slapstick’s trinity,
a monotheistic gag–
Salvation’s last laugh.
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Raymond Carver

Posted on August 24, 2017 by John Biscello
carver II
Tousle of labor,
he stalked small, good words, nightly–
the crafting of hours.
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Camellia

Posted on August 24, 2017 by John Biscello
camellia
Fragrant silk manna,
arising in deep, dark space–
a survivor’s guide.
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Cafe

Posted on August 24, 2017 by John Biscello
cafe II
At the time-worn cafe,
the wives gossiped, and realized–
they both wanted out.
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Funny Valentine

Posted on August 24, 2017 by John Biscello
buster III
Bemused, and silent,
yes, my funny valentine,
dreams wilt without love.
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