WD 57 “The Blogger/Slant Rhyme”

A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. The Blogger/Slant Rhyme He began to call down the names of angels As though he was Solomon, ringed and robed And there was something in his terse, gainful Annotations and invocations, probing Like an urchin scarping scraps for his flask That made me want to stopContinue reading “WD 57 “The Blogger/Slant Rhyme””

WD 56 “Deep Sea Life”

A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Deep Sea Life Vindicate me, God above all kingdoms There are many things that need to be done and undone in a lifetime Ripples wave across the surface of my awareness I am blind Though I feel The ocean of goosebumps on your neck and myContinue reading “WD 56 “Deep Sea Life””

WD 55 “Dis-Member”

A verse inscribed in fire and light. Dis-Member Boneless wings Don’t fly Empty eyes can’t read expressions or detect sarcasm But if the whole body was one great eye Where would the tumultuous shaking of digits come in? I told you I would listen, but by the time you Started speaking I was already onContinue reading “WD 55 “Dis-Member””

WD 54 “Flat Earth”

A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Flat Earth My body is tired from  The motions of this world The air resistance pushing against the thread-bare skin, muscle and ligaments Chilling the parts of the soul That are exposed You can’t shout over the full voice of the wind And we are bothContinue reading “WD 54 “Flat Earth””

WD 52 “Good Friday Night”

A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Good Friday Night I don’t sleep anymore There’s a shadow on the face of the clock and its Sliding backwards across the spiral of the glass We never rose But we were buried  And how can anyone return to the womb? – – He bled  SplinteredContinue reading “WD 52 “Good Friday Night””

WD 51 “No Gods”

A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. No Gods  In my dreams I’m Open I’m like an ashtray, collecting fragments of the things They Burned  In the eternal fire  For  Winter passes  Summer rages  Spring cries down into the streams And fall Comes when you least expect it  Like that unbearable look ofContinue reading “WD 51 “No Gods””

WD 47 “Francis”

A poem inspired by the Muse of Cold Earth. Francis Sometimes they want to stick their fingers down your Throat, those cyclopean halls. Cry till they let you kiss The feet of the czars on step ladders, and We aren’t even stars – The fire in us is metaphorical but when My chest heaves andContinue reading “WD 47 “Francis””

WD 46 “Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket”

A verse inscribed in fire and light Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket Bad things achieve immortality sometimes, curse Your red dust, wholeness permeates you Turn me Away, invitingly, Queen of Ants Because each time we accepted that we knew nothing, we understood everything. – I don’t want your car keys (Can’t drive) I don’tContinue reading “WD 46 “Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket””