Tag Archives: angels

Bliss

Posted on May 8, 2018 by John Biscello

To follow your bliss you must kiss your demons squarely on their mouths lancing their sealed lips with a flaming tongue perpetrating tango between worlds where love consumes every last thorny bit.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged angels, bliss, demons, existential, John Biscello, love, poem, rebirth, self | 6 Comments

Torn

Posted on May 8, 2018 by John Biscello

All the pearly angels, torn, and wept, like so much confetti in a storm, papering a small world, where heaven closed off to rapt, and cherish got hopelessly lost.

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Electric

Posted on April 22, 2018 by John Biscello

Trespass, skin on air, fornication with angels– Who turned the lights on?

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged air, angels, electric, fornication, haiku, John Biscello, Light, love, Poetry, sex, spirit, trespass | 6 Comments

Emily Dickinson

Posted on April 12, 2018 by John Biscello

At the severest hour, everything fell within. A banquet hall after the crash, after the deluge, and you, a mouse, courting lull, tracked pawprints in flour, stalking floorboards for crumbled manna. You, the mouse, with slow heaven firing your eyes, … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged 19th century, angels, emily dickinson, God, Heaven, house, John Biscello, mouse, poem, poet, Poetry, soul, spirit, verses, writer's life | 2 Comments

Minnows

Posted on November 6, 2017 by John Biscello

Numinous slivers, minnows of wriggling light– how angels migrate.

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Wisp

Posted on November 5, 2017 by John Biscello

Cherish, the tenuous fibers of stray leavings, angels lean on felled hearts to consecrate the wisps of ephemera.

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Thomas Wolfe

Posted on October 27, 2017 by John Biscello

Locomotive-brained, roar and let of angels blood– Tracks vetting heaven.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged angels, haiku, Heaven, John Biscello, Literary, literature, locomotive, of time and the river, poem, Poetry, thomas wolfe, tracks | Leave a comment

Crescendo

Posted on October 26, 2017 by John Biscello

What about the rough, thorny grace of angels locked in love-play, the traceless sex of light piercing light, scaling an impossible crescendo?

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Sentries

Posted on October 22, 2017 by John Biscello

Angels heartbeats, globed, soft pulsing of bold sentries– No one invents light.

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Starry Night

Posted on October 20, 2017 by John Biscello

Stars, the luminous freckles on God’ night-face, or angelic winks from afar, lovingly rendered by a painter named Vincent who bore clearly his scars with exquisite faith.

Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged angels, Artwork, destiny, devotion, God, haiku, impressionistic, John Biscello, Light, love, night, painting, poem, Poetry, Starry Night, Stars, vincent van gogh | Leave a comment