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Breeze
More erotic dreams about the girl from the sea– Longing, rimmed with salt Advertisements
Kite
My desire to feel God is the same as the child’s dreamlipped desire to kiss the red kite bobbing and arcing far and away tethered to his wrist a wordless prayer given over to wind and sky.
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Tagged dreams, God, innocence, John Biscello, kiss, kite, love, wind
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Ode to West Wind II
History, written by the wingless, selling secondhand feathers to falsify flight’s truest course; turn a sharp eye to the sun, Birds of Paradise, arc, plein air, to claim in transit the legends of west wind.
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Tagged creation, dreams, John Biscello, legend, myth, reality, shamanism, soul, spirit
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Fly Now, Pray Later
For a subliminal time only it’s here Neverland’s lucid New Romanticism replete with pricks, needles and pines bespeaking Pagan Renaissance Nouveau a movement that will start in your vowels and end in your Oh’s especially suggested for those soft in … Continue reading
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Tagged childhood, dreams, Heaven, John Biscello, neverland, poem, renaissance, romanticisim, soul, spirit
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Paris
I have never been to Paris, and so I must write about my time there, how Hemingway threw the gauntlet at my feet and challenged me to an armwrestling match three times, beating me each and every time, and Hemingway … Continue reading
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Tagged dreams, inspiration, John Biscello, love, myth, ode, paris, poem, travel, tribute, writers
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Song of Hope
They kill poets in these parts don’t they? When I got here I saw Walt Whitman’s wizened head out back impaled on a stake flies buzzing round its concomitant rot and stench I heard one of the locals say it … Continue reading
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Tagged allen ginsberg, anne sexton, dreams, hope, John Biscello, love, Poetry, poets, soul, spirit, walt whitman
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Twilight
As a child I searched high and low for the right kind of magic to heal my mother’s pain never truly understanding how heavy the chains were nor how the forgers names etched in every link belonged to Legion claiming … Continue reading
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Tagged bond, chains, dreams, heroes, John Biscello, keys, love, mother, poem, resurrection, son, twilight
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I Don’t Know
After I love you the three most powerful and talismanic words in the language might be I don’t know, instant reducer of ego, canal-cleanser for deeper listening, ventilator of humility and breathing room, not to mention a reverential nod and … Continue reading
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Tagged dreams, I don't know, John Biscello, language, love, mystery, poem, wonder
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Voracity
She, baring teeth lodged in the jaws of dreamlife, grazes on symmetry and swaths of fire, this diet, recommended in due measures for dreamers only, trades in the manna of satisfaction for whole-bellied hunger, a voracious reckon and spiritual art … Continue reading
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Tagged art, diet, dreamlife, dreams, expression, John Biscello, love, poem, Stars
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