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Tag Archives: poem
On the Nature of Daydreaming
In America, daydreaming is fast becoming an anachronism, and endangered species, with its habitats being destroyed, and its numbers in the wild decreasing at an alarming pace. Which raises the question– What would daydreaming’s extinction mean in relation to the … Continue reading
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Tagged daydreaming, endangered species, John Biscello, poem, ponderance
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Root Cause
The offshoots of roots spread everywhere under your feet. They are the architectural tentacles of a magnificent culture. Ground there. It is the tended prelude to most solid flight plans.
If Angels
It isn’t easy to mend broken wings. It takes time and something else. Ask any angel you see walking down the street weighed down by unspecified cargo, or, those that are touring the backs of their brains in search of … Continue reading
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Tagged angels, being human, dreamtime, healing, John Biscello, poem, symmetry
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Yours Truly
Mystery can only be expressed through Mystery– its reflection that of a feather casting a shadow upon a wind that holds forever in the lightest regard.
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Tagged feather, forever, John Biscello, mystery, poem, Poetry, wind
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Into the Blue
I have been scratching at air since I was a child, and have had the good fortune of feeling into words that have fallen out of thin blue nowhere– And these words I have gathered, or to put it more … Continue reading
Blue Star
Recalling the ceremony I had yet to attend– the night of the Blue Star– in which he promised that a locomotive would run through my chest except the locomotive would feel light as a feather– these words, crystalline echoes in … Continue reading
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Tagged blue star, crystal ship, John Biscello, many worlds many realities, marvelous conjunction, poem, tonight, vision
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Vision
Nowhere is now here— A slight shift in perception, can change everything.
Weight of Writing
A row of teethmarks in the spine of a pencil– Stressing a sentence.
Net
No mantras for this– Fingers, a most delicate and provocative net, cast to capture the spreading pulse of someone else’s longing mirrored in your breath.
