Tag Archives: dreams

Tissue

Posted on October 27, 2017 by John Biscello

After her heart fell to seed for the first time, the young girl wondered– How many tissues throughout mortal history had been used to absorb the world’s weeping, fragile, tenuous nets for dreams that slip through?

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Morph

Posted on October 25, 2017 by John Biscello

The Bardo Hotel, respite for amorphic guests– Where change becomes you.

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Sylvia in Blue

Posted on October 24, 2017 by John Biscello

Gauging twilight’s depths, the poet draws blinds to dream– Hope, worn to silence.

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Once

Posted on October 17, 2017 by John Biscello

The face you don’t see, marred by Love’s forfeit and cease– She was the one, once.

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Course

Posted on October 16, 2017 by John Biscello

Parched voices quicken, defying Time by true course– words ripen slowly.

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Unrequited

Posted on October 12, 2017 by John Biscello

Pale girl’s greenest grief, fleeced by soft seedless petals– Hands blooming to freeze.

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Nocturne

Posted on September 29, 2017 by John Biscello

By intent of wraith, shadow capes fullest fathoms– Sentenced to dreaming.

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Lullaby

Posted on September 28, 2017 by John Biscello

Dreaming, a tactile lullaby by which to set course.

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Red

Posted on September 12, 2017 by John Biscello

Never before seen footage of lives dreamed in red- set fire to curtains.

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Gold

Posted on September 8, 2017 by John Biscello

Vertigo in gold, soul baited aloft, unmoored– sleep rounded with dreams.

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