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Tag Archives: haiku
Intimation
“Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star” – William Wordsworth Once upon a star, lyrics mated with the dark– Memory was born.
Cracked Plate
“Sometimes, though, the cracked plate has to be retained in the pantry, has to be kept in service as a household necessity. It can never again be warmed on the stove nor shuffled with the other plates in the dishpan; … Continue reading
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Tagged cracked plate, F. Scott Fitzgerald, haiku, John Biscello, Poetry, Prose
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Lovers
Between true lovers, a throbbing flight of totems, carved from moon and ash.
Come Wander With Me
At the break of day, wandering softly within– you, from a distance.
Posted in Poetry
Tagged come wander with me, haiku, John Biscello, poem, twilight zone, wanderlust
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Music
To the call of light, Music, unending, beckons you to harmonize.
This Way In
Between passages, a dark pause to recollect the lighted means home.
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Tagged haiku, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, shadowplay, the lighted way
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Transcience
Where were you last night, my dreams asked of my silence— Between worlds, I longed.
Film Treatment
Silence, within a dark empty theater, starring you on a blank screen.
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Tagged Cinema, film, haiku, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, reflections
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Losing my Religion
Religion of rain, I prayed to get wet, and then entered her slowly.
John Biscello 