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Pulling on the See-through Bell Cord

 Pulling on the See-through Bell Cord Your heart is made of silk but mine is made Of lycra.  When your veins are touched, they make No sound as if they fear an escapade With arteries that always feel an ache For thrills.  The warning bells have disappeared And so your...

Mount La Verna’s No for Me

       Mount La Verna’s No for Me Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Along with love comes fear the way a cat Brings fur and puurs and claws, entangled, one. You cannot love the cave without fanged...

Holy, Holy, Holy Lips

           Holy, Holy, Holy Lips Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary If I had holy lips, my mouth would bring Them to the sacred spaces that all know, Especially those ones our seers sing. Sublime prophetic lips...

Always All Ways

            Always All Ways Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  When men are in that kind of love, then all Is right.  Then everything is rhyming red. Then every time is thrilled, unblinded Saul. Then...

The Hometown Boys

          The Hometown Boys When men attempt to turn a nowhere place To poetry, the nowhereness bleeds through. The problem is the peopled childhood face, Once known, is sentimental, not quite true– If true at all.  The boredom is ignored The way a woman does...

Brown and Pink

            Brown and Pink The bracken, as life does, has turned to rust. They make their way up through it, rustling through The brown.  They need to find a way to thrust In love — or something like it.  He shoves spew Inside pink guts once they are over hill...