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I was a Prophet without Mouth and Tongue

I was a Prophet without Mouth and Tongue “skin redolent with  unspoken kisses” ~ Jaime Mathis, “Passion,” It Rises and Falls His skin and veins were pocked.  Cocaine had left Its scab-like potholes and ruined entry Attempts like craters, scarred up ones.  The heft Of...

Unforgotten Love

     Unforgotten Love Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem If love were like best poems, it would last Forever, or as long as things that are not God Survive. But love is not quite perfect, vast, And...

Extremes with Charles

     Extremes with Charles “Time stutters in your arms.  It expands, diaphragm pushing down and out to make room for seconds smoothing into hours.” ~ Jaime Mathis, “Blood Blister,” It Rises and Falls I now invite you each to call up in Your mind the most important...

Screens and Boundaries

      Screens and Boundaries If trees sprout cinnabar and seas are gold, If lotus blossoms grow in gold and blue, If cranes strike poses by shrill suns as bold In red as rubies boiled in taboo, If cats strut round behind a smaller screen Of deeper crimson, older gold...

Storm in the Friday Night Love Feast

Storm in the Friday Night Love Feast Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem He raised his blue-veined wrists in notes to God The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. The last Force was to come, bolts to the...