The child Who only moments before Had suckled candy given him By a loved one Now floated A last bubble Like mercury Floating from his blue lips drowned The voice with which He once spoke Consigned to the echo Of an abandoned seashell against  The ear of a far distant child #poem

Night is a thief pitiless in his regard  For what you call yours Who peoples the dreams of Your lover asleep beneath  bedcovers when the wind Waltzes in through open windows Cadaverous and ravening Get on your knees Before the migrating birds above And all they know of loneliness

In the hallway of a broken house She finds herself Out of desire for what With an abundance of caution Perhaps She could know this thing If nothing else There is peace on the other side A pool of rain As deep and wide as the ocean Scarcity everywhere in volumes #poem #POEMS

How corrupt are the planets in their orbit Rotating in strange ellipses Gossiping amongst themselves Celestial washwomen about The earth's unrequited love for its moon Sunrise and sunset A parlor trick performed by Titans #poem #poetry #POEMS t

A faded plastic statue of the Virgin Mary taped to the dashboard of his green El Dorado Alligator presses his oil soaked boot against the pedal And progresses against all measure Wandering outside the realm "Of Saturn Devouring His Son" By Goya #poem #poetry

For reasons which May never become clear I have lived from regret to regret Burning blue occupants of yet Unnamed and uncharted constellations That speak in the voices of the dead And of the yet unborn In them something beckons and I am left Stargazing with ghosts #poem #poetry

That night you plucked the red words from my mouth like berries in the wild and found a place for them in your breast I moved in you like great rivers did once on the moon we tramped trains west and watched the godmelt sundown horizon burn like the bell of a hobo stove #poem

clouds crowd the lightning like supplicants queued  up to have their photo taken with a hanged man; dawn grass harbors the night’s dew still vaguely alight with the constellations timbre: something like reverence. #POEMS #poetry #poem

What is it to rub two stones together? Stars mumble as an infant’s hands clutching light I saw you naked in the darkened hallway declaiming Dante in perfect Latin Your barometer predicted hurricanes While the arms of the condemned awaited the needle for crimes not yet committed

Groucho Marx pushes a red wheel barrow wet with rain and boasting the end of days. Ferrel cats assemble at the feet of a violinist playing for the pennies thrown in his upturned hat. He longs for home but denied that he settles for the affections of his brown jug: oblivion #poem

Laozi on a musk ox plays reed flute who among you is you and you alone you were not born to be adored I promise this we sit down to a dinner of gunmetal clouds lightning activates the palette a choir of 9 chrysanthemums lulls us to sleep with the dates of our children's demise

The sepia clouds progress like the washed out photos of hoochie coochie girls in hand cranked penny arcade old San Francisco when the sailors staggered out on the pier and slit their throats As offerings before the Sirens began their singing #poem #poetry #micropoem

The sepia clouds progress like the washed out photos of hoochie coochie girls in hand cranked penny arcade old San Francisco when the sailors staggered out on the pier and slit their throats As offerings before the Sirens began their singing #smallpoemsunday

Asses are loaded with paniers of ore air cracks at the traverse of a lash A moon waxes cadaverous the odor of turned milk as Stingy Pete plays sad Chinese banjo and Lilac her dead granddad's jews harp we are made of the stuff of stars in some of us it shines #poem #POEMS #poetry

Shoeless Johnny comes up from the pump house a dead catfish Mandarin mustachioed clenched in his mouth scales shine like diesel in the rain hillbilly vortices #poem #POEMS #poetry #micropoetry

Shoeless Johnny comes up from the pump house a dead catfish Mandarin mustachioed clenched in his mouth scales shine like diesel in the rain hillbilly vortices #poem #POEMS #poetry #smallpoemsunday

The monger nails an octopus to the board above him an unction of ink blesses the stall with his remaining tentacles he pulls the spike from his body and ascends through a drain the size of a penny back to the sea. #poem #smallpoemsunday

Olive Oyl I see you lonely on the pier at dawn waving a broken promise and tear stained handkerchief goodbye to the ship that stows your hopes and sailor man. What brute lays in shadow waiting to ravage your compromise? What to do with this temporary spell between nothingnesses

I am Ikarus descending  all scorched feathers and dripping wax the blue sea beckons like a lover reclining on satin sheets every desperate episode is like that first consummation #poem #poetry #micropoetry

Believe it or not this is a love story I am Ahab beckoning you to the Leviathan Do you remember life on the bottom of the ocean lighting a candle under a jar on the baby's chest to relieve his cough? We cross ourselves and consume our host #poem #POEMS #poetry #micropoem