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Tag Archives: Heaven
This Side of Paradise
Marshaling heaven the keys to the kingdom find writers typing.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged haiku, Heaven, John Biscello, keys, poem, typewriter, vintage, writer's life
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Ooooh, Ahhhh
The umbilical cable arrived from heaven to bait and hook the grateful mortal who sacrificed his head (and the dead weight of its trivial contents masquerading as profound or important) to become a supple visual vowel with no more ties … Continue reading
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged arc, gravity, Heaven, John Biscello, Louise Bourgeois, poem, sculpture
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Distance
People have called it the glow, the click, the hum, and for every abnormal drinker, for every addict, you are willing trade in everything for what amounts to a rigged facsimile of eternity. It is the sort of false eternity … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged addiction, distance, Heaven, John Biscello, mysticism, no man's brooklyn, novel
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The Gospel According to Ice Cream
Perfection, this life’s greatest untruth and maligner, see how ice cream summer-melts and runs like happy magma down the ridged wonders of a waffle cone clutched by a child like an edible prayer destined to disappear, one bite at a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged child, dream, gospel, Heaven, ice cream, ice cream you scream, John Biscello, love, melt, sensual
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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
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged childhood, dreams, Heaven, John Biscello, neverland, poem, renaissance, romanticisim, soul, spirit
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Shift
I used to wreck on a regular basis. Going off the rails was my subversive way of keeping things under control. Illusions and mirages astonished me, still do. Something, anything, to hold on to was my gutted mantra, hollowed out … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged art, expression, ground, Heaven, John Biscello, poem, shift, transformation
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Brink
Her hips, bladed just so, moved sharply in sync to the slothful slake of honey, slowpoured to christen the edge and brink of longing. Lazy Sundays between her thighs were my favorite holidays away from me in the nearest heaven … Continue reading
Torn
All the pearly angels, torn, and wept, like so much confetti in a storm, papering a small world, where heaven closed off to rapt, and cherish got hopelessly lost.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angels, cherish, confetti, God, Heaven, John Biscello, poem, Poetry, rapt, world
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Tryst
The last time I fornicated with an angel my porchlights blew and we became tranluscent sheets of merger rising above a glassy pool of chartreuse reflecting in cursive the lighted gist of our holy remains. God, I’m open to another … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, fornication, God, Heaven, John Biscello, Light, love, poem, porchlight, prayer, tryst
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Lucy
Renegade angel, pissing golden light, to be obscene not herded.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, golden, haiku, Heaven, John Biscello, liberation, Light, lucy, obscene, poem, spirit
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