Ugly Poet Joe

The withered poet was gnarled, made to be grotesque, like a skeleton tree That has no leaf or inflorescence. The man with the baseball cap Who searches for a jeweled crown to look royal for a day. A coronation day I might never see in my lifetime or share on my facebook page. I’m a…

Landforms

The whirl of her lips Playfully wrong. Enticingly right. The swirl in her eyes The color swiveled. Two refracting kaleidoscopes. The furl of her body Echoes of ricochet of the perfect fulcrum. The curl of her tongue A tentacle, so disobedient, always undue The pearl inside her oyster Beautifully concealed, a perfect exhibit The gnarl…

Amsterdam

Tulips inside buckets on street markets Crying for a little attention, of passers-by Little canals streaming past granite brides And lovers of all nature, eclipsing Little body parts – touch enumerated like A parade of butterflies settled on receptor termini The testimony of human emotion in a little girl’s diary The ineffaceable marks of a…

Crow Shit

We are all too familiar with the graffiti on windscreens Crow shit leaving smears like dendritic neurons or astral bodies And these corvids, sinister, diabolical, darker than midnight Seemingly hover at will, on electric wires and skeleton trees They are omnivores that beak around for wriggly worms Residue of rice packets inside open garbage bins…

Paper Boats

I tell my wife that many things are not simple Like a kiss that gets devalued with time And I stubbornly stopping myself from kissing her To appreciate the small deeds of our intimacy And I tell her, making love too is not simple The myriad of moves of gymnastics, the pummel horses She jumps…