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Art

                 Art Why photograph a fact when you can catch A nightmare, be a Jackson Pollock or A Dalí at his Druid weirdest?  Snatch A depth of fanged subconscious and then pour Some paint of guts across your canvas.  Real Is boring.  Ditch it.  Art becomes mirage...

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...

More Lucid than the Real or the Surreal

More Lucid than the Real or the Surreal Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem You close your eyes and then you see. You view The truth more clearly. Seemingly your lids Have Gnostic painted pupils on them...

Hardness Goes Something Like Eternal and Liquid

Hardness Goes Something Like Eternal and Liquid Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem “Time stutters in your arms. It expands, diaphragm pushing down and out to make room for seconds smoothing into hours.”...

Zyzzyva Ztanding Out

     Zyzzyva Ztanding Out “While there are 250,000 described species of plants, 12,000 described species of roundworms, and only 4,000 described species of mammals, there are over 350,000 beetle species described, with many more beetles yet to be discovered!”...

Bristlecone Longevity

    Bristlecone Longevity Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Photo: lightrainproductions.com/BristleconePine. The beauty of the tree is not how old, Indeed how ancient in its gnarling now, Not in its...

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...