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Dryad
Dryad, in velvet bells, platforms, and heart-shaped shades– Boughs, cited to flare. Advertisements
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Tagged boughs, dream, Dryad, fashion, haiku, John Biscello, mystical, nature, passion, poem, velvet
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Satyr
I found him, wanting, satyr’s swell of thorny play– fondling fresh, green grass.
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Tagged grass, haiku, John Biscello, lust, nature, pan, passion, play, Poetry, satyr, sesnsuality, throb
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Claim
Some kind of tender, hard to find its truest name– words fail to claim touch.
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Tagged claim, haiku, John Biscello, love, name, passion, Poetry, sensual, tender, touch, words
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Seize
It is how the mouth plays chords the lips keep time to– Kiss, erring to seize.
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Tagged chords, erring, John Biscello, kiss, lips, mouth, music, passion, poemm haiku, pulse, sensual
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Knead
From hips to belly, the distance between longing and bare knead, swelling.
Prelude
Small, slow kiss, followed by lips mowing soft petals– How to eat a rose.
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Tagged haiku, John Biscello, kiss, love, mowing, passion, petals, poem, prelude, red, rose, tender
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Sylvia Plath
To be a mother, and to double as a dark sorceress, a cleaver of dried bones, could not have been easy. Especially in the 1950s. They burned witches then, as well as reds and blacks and faggots, and other things … Continue reading
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Tagged 1950s, bones, craft, John Biscello, passion, poem, Poetry, Prose, prose poem, sorceress, strip tease, Sylvia Plath, vaudeville
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Savor
It is that mouth, pursed, sentencing savor to burn, to kiss, between lines.
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Tagged boy, girl, haiku, John Biscello, kiss, line, lust, mouth, passion, poem, romance, writing life
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Jean Rhys
Large cats stalk authors, same as authors prey to fast– Hunger, in plain sight.
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Tagged cats, haiku, hunger, Jean Rhys, John Biscello, passion, poem, prey, writier, writing life
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Beginning Now
Craft. Tactile homage, and respect to craft, its inviolable depths and integrity, to approach craft as you would a fertile god, to practice, radically, at its altar, to consecrate with marked intent, and to know in your heart’s heart that … Continue reading
