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In Bated Response to Oxygen for A Sort of Love Song
How wonderful it is to have your breath, seized and arrested, to have your barest bloom subjected to the solvency of cherish. Advertisements
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Tagged breath, cherish, gemini, John Biscello, Poetry, romance, split, two hearts, two minds
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Torn
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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Tagged angels, cherish, confetti, God, Heaven, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, rapt, world
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Air
Cherish, the strayest fibers thinning mouth to prayer, airing lips this side of kiss.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cherish, fibers, John Biscello, kiss, lips, mouth, passion, poem, prayer
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Flagrant
Prayer’s body to rent, exact in flagrant cherish– flesh struck to match, ssssssss.
Anne and the Clouds
Anne, lovely disturbed Anne, pinned by gravity, and bedded to cobbles, cherishing the vagrant destiny of clouds, and calming distance.
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Tagged anne sexton, cherish, clouds, distance, John Biscello, photo, poem, poet, Poetry, sadness, serenity
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Cherish
This side of dream, to marvel in sheer trespass and longing, to engage the mystery and riot of skin, by touch and flagrant cherish.
Glean
It came to me, a pensive glean, a vision. Tomorrowtime when we, the Inners, will no longer just be metaphysical whispers or codified concepts. Tomorrowtime when the Outers will have found the means to extrapolate us, to call us into … Continue reading
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Tagged air, awakening, cherish, door, dream, inner, inner children, John Biscello, Light, love, poem, rebirth, rip, slit, tear, unison
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Wisp
Cherish, the tenuous fibers of stray leavings, angels lean on felled hearts to consecrate the wisps of ephemera.
Shudder
By commonest savor, our tongues, twinned, have plunged brightly into moist nameless bits; our small histories rapt in lidless shudder.
Cherish
A woman’s worldview turned upside-down by cherish– As above, so below.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged cherish, chikld, John Biscello, love, mother, painting, poem, Poetry, purity, upside-down
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