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Keen
Her secret refuge, at childhood’s keen edge, flirting with grace on the rim. Advertisements
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Tagged Blue, cyanotype, forest, haiku, image, John Biscello, lake, poem, Poetry, refuge, shadow, trees
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Breadth
To revel in awe, just cause for breathing deep, slow, breadth taking you in. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
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Tagged anne brigman, awe, God, John Biscello, lake, naked, nature, photo, poem, Poetry, spirit, trees, water
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Constellate
To see the stars, in daytime, like a siege of radiant, glyphic minnows constellating upon the surface of a lake, this, the child’s gift to vision, undisturbed. (Photo by Anne Brigman)
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Tagged anne brigman, child, cosmos, John Biscello, lake, Light, minnows, poem, Stars, vision, water
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Opaque
Rebirthing, within fathomless hues, beyond the opaque rim, and vanishing, someone waits to claim your life anew.
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Tagged baptism, dark, hues, John Biscello, lake, moody, New Mexico, opaque, photo, poem, Poetry, rebirth, ritual, water
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Rumors
Within the licorice hush and mottle of Dream’s darkening brood, we cede, slowly, to faintest rumors on a paling cusp, to gainly renew.
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Tagged chaste, dream, John Biscello, lake, lavender, mist, New Mexico, poem, Poetry, purple, renewal, rumors, spirit, storry lake
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Soft Focus
After the fall, and subsequent radiant slumber, the child awoke to find the new world awash in lullaby, and dream-soft slips of focus. (Photo by Heather Ross)
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Tagged child, dream, focus, heather ross, John Biscello, lake, new world, photo, poem, Poetry, slumber, vision
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Corset
In a vain attempt, she corseted herself in green wind and cellophane, votive to a thin whip of air. As she lay there, colors emptying to gray, before the round voices and fast hands came, she fell in and saw … Continue reading
Lake
Lady of the lake of sorrows and penitence– How deep is your blue?
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Tagged Beauty, Blue, haiku, John Biscello, lady of the lake, lake, las vegas, moody, New Mexico, penitence, poem, Poetry, sadness, sorrow, storrie lake, twilight
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Lady Clare
Forlorn, as if the lake rose to meet the moon halfway, as if light on petals, mourned.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Beauty, drown, John Biscello, Lady Clare, lake, love, moon, poem, Poetry, sadness, Waterhouse
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