Tag Archives: haiku

Vein

Posted on August 27, 2017 by John Biscello

Crepuscular dames hoarding rain in barrowed hearts– magic’s brooding vein.

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Marriage License

Posted on August 27, 2017 by John Biscello

Their marriage a gag, crossing comedy with sex– her cross to bear, his?

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Slow Going

Posted on August 27, 2017 by John Biscello

By slow turns of grace negative capacity made-over daily.

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Cleaning Piece

Posted on August 27, 2017 by John Biscello

The heavy lifting of prayers unturned to first light– to each stone, a hand.

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Movie

Posted on August 27, 2017 by John Biscello

The blue usherette screened in by mute, forlorn thoughts– the cutting room floor.

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Christina’s World

Posted on August 27, 2017 by John Biscello

Through valid struggle, promise harboring burden– there’s no place like home.

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Chet Baker

Posted on August 25, 2017 by John Biscello

Noticed the gilded wink and smudge Heaven’s kissprint on the furthest edge of sleek brass holding in its bottomless breath the bluest broken pieces of one man’s clean/cut heart treading blown glass lightly the beck and call of the saddest … Continue reading →

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Petals

Posted on August 25, 2017 by John Biscello

Petal by petal, blossoms announce soft white fire– Kali branching out.

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Charlie Parker

Posted on August 25, 2017 by John Biscello

Yardbird’s singed solo, wings crisped to perfect measure– fly now, pray later.

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Tub

Posted on August 25, 2017 by John Biscello

A dream-life, deferred, porcelain tub, no razors– still waters run deep.

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