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Live from Eden
Her talk of bruised skin, and how it caught fire on the far side of trespass, fascinated me to no end. She wanted to burn clean through, didn’t want to hear any more talk about cooler heads prevailing, or stubborn … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, eden, garden, God, John Biscello, kiss, love, passion, poem, spirit, st. teresa
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Sunstroke
There’s something about a girl baring flagrant cherish in the sunniest regions of hell that raises Eden to a four letter five alarm siege on skin and other vital parts prey to melting.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged eden, Heat, hell, John Biscello, love, passion, poem, sensual
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Apples
One turn of the hip, upsetting the apple cart– Eden after dark.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged adam, apples, cart, courting, eden, eve, haiku, hip, John Biscello, poem, romance, sex
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Boneyard
Sometimes you have to walk through the boneyard, in order to reach the garden.
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged boneyard, dream, eden, fiction, garden, John Biscello, Prose, rebirth, spirit, story, writing life
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Ravish
Ripe, the carnal skin of an apple’s flame-slipped outer layer; one bite, one tear with hungry nails, intimating the measures of ravish, indebted to touch.
Bloom
Flowers pale into this storm but do not fade, to cede, in tune, as grievous winds sculpt a fierce bloom, begging a Garden’s fate.
Eden
Early morning. Turning to face you. First kiss, skin on skin, to claim holy fire coiled in mortal intimacy. I know that one day I will die to you, you to me, Time bruises softly. Sense of ephemera compels me … Continue reading
Apple
Ripe apple, shaded, beckons the encroaching light– at the core, Divine.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Apple, divine, dream, eden, haiku, John Biscello, josef sudek, photography, poem, Poetry, rain, window
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Epitaph
Eden as live bait, we fall hook line and sinker– Epitaph for love.
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Tagged badlands, bait, bisti badlands, eden, garden, innocence, invocation, John Biscello, love, poem, Poetry, romance
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Eden
No one had suspected that Eden’s true location had been buried and hidden beneath centuries upon sepulchral centuries of death masks and psychic makeovers
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Artwork, bible, death mask, eden, female, Garden of Eden, John Biscello, myth, poem, Poetry
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