Tag Archives: poem

Marvel

Posted on April 23, 2018 by John Biscello

As a child, the thinnest greenest wisps of air held tiny totemic figures of me, carved from sheer terror, aloft, and I pretended, o how I pretended to be the biggest strongest bravest boldest of them all, a clown-saint crossing … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged childhood, circus, courage, dream, family, fantasy, fear, imagination, John Biscello, poem, spirit | 2 Comments

Margin

Posted on April 22, 2018 by John Biscello

Beyond these margins, lies something that is yours, yes, an intimate claim.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged buried, claim, haiku, intimacy, John Biscello, mystery, poem, Poetry, soul, spirit, tender | 2 Comments

Whet

Posted on April 22, 2018 by John Biscello

It’s funny how lust secretes its stories through text whetting metaphors.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged haiku, John Biscello, lust, metaphor, passion, poem, sensuality, stories, touch | 27 Comments

Room Service

Posted on April 22, 2018 by John Biscello

Form-fitted to God, the Muse brought in her posse– Room for improvement.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged creation, dream, form, God, John Biscello, Muse, poem, Poetry, posse, spirit | Leave a comment

Palms

Posted on April 22, 2018 by John Biscello

Mercy Street runs lengthwise to the sun. Its soul, to orient, turns its nearest cheek to flaring palms.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged compassion, John Biscello, Light, love, mercy, palms, poem, Poetry, spirit, sun | Leave a comment

Jean Rhys

Posted on April 22, 2018 by John Biscello

You held the islands in your eyes, where it rained and rained and then the sun warmed wet to a wafting hiss. This Jean, you, the feline slink, filigreed shock, and sinewy comb of whitelaced waves ruffling upon puttied blobs … Continue reading →