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Bard

Posted on November 5, 2017 by John Biscello

Bardic task at hand, to bask, in solitude, bare– Light passing over.

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Orphan

Posted on November 5, 2017 by John Biscello

Lighted faith for fools, orphan-heart rigged to wander– every moon Home.

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Dreams

Posted on November 5, 2017 by John Biscello

Do not chase your dreams. Learn to keep still, truly still, and your dreams, rent from astral matter, will find you ready.

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Gypsy

Posted on November 4, 2017 by John Biscello

I have seen the stars travel in caravans at night, cursive gypsies aloft in God’s darkened mouth, the moon, a minted coin, or silver eyelet, peerless in its glint of visions and voice.

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Wait for Me

Posted on November 4, 2017 by John Biscello

There is no waiting, not really. Only bated suspension between commas, axles and imports; the spaces between lovers lie in fertile fields fed by small gods and nameless faeries who, by sacred squalls of weeping, consecrate the soil’s underlying reap. … Continue reading →

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Star

Posted on November 4, 2017 by John Biscello

By solitude’s star, on any given night, a twinning may occur to praise phenomena, our bodies, alight, infused with never-ending gospel.

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Lightning

Posted on November 4, 2017 by John Biscello

your body, charged and opening, receives me in tenderest vein and history, recalling rain-faced flowers as petals glisten and bend.

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Perish

Posted on November 4, 2017 by John Biscello

Sincerity, with the price tag of ephemera, in passing, promises flash, scar, and then perish.

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Ghost

Posted on November 2, 2017 by John Biscello

Classic ghost story, you have haunted your own life– No man’s epitaph.  

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Cake

Posted on November 2, 2017 by John Biscello

Bride, groom, wedding cake, frosted take on instant dreams– Honey, hold still, please!

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