Tag Archives: Urban Sonnets

He hurled at the harbor and headed home,seasick from the salt skies – shuddering, soaked.Sound and hale he grew, sickness overcome,safe and hearty, too, at his pipe he smoked:His wife and young son were well and at peace; he wept to himself and we… Continue reading →

His stomach pains recall the silver seasthat he sailed in his youth, south of the iceand around the islands and mysteriesthat he poured into tomes, not once but twice:The first voyage crossed crisp waves and sharp air until a hilly land came into … Continue reading →

A quiet mind is a quick mind in time,quick like little streams quivering with life,washing away fear over rock and lime,washing away time, washing away life:The banks are muddy, the sun stands aglow atop the boughs, haloed with precision,girdled w… Continue reading →

The plan: No rules, no limits, no boundlesshorizons. Just the simple directionof this measly life’s profound and soundlessinclinations towards truth and reflection:To wake up from a dream inherited is to slide into the grasses of fate,tall and cut… Continue reading →

On I-95, headed south in vain,I concentrated hard on the bumperin front of me. The sky was swept with rain,my eyes were full, my eyes were a slumber:Traffic slid across the silver tarmac; the Buick in front was the Ford in back.I recognized signs … Continue reading →

Which way till the war’s over? Imperialblaze tilting to the left – it doesn’t burn;horse and carriage to the right – serialdreamers are interdicted to learn:Energize to disarm, disarm to kill; repeat and relearn, repeat and relearn -this is your o… Continue reading →

It seems like being on top of the worldis equivalent to lying exposedunder rocks and rain, between leaves and soil,learning that man and life are not opposed:To delve deep into earth, to pull out a vein of fresh water, coursing like lifewhich is b… Continue reading →

I am not normal; I am not human.This is raw and real, this fragment, this armthat might either slap or eat you. Say, man,your dime is juicy. I will do no harm:I’ve never been on a cruise ship before; Have you seen the crystal waters? Scuba’dand fr… Continue reading →

Ex-stranger before the throne: “Who sits there?Is it the monarch clad in purple robeswhose benevolent threads will wear and tear,exposing the frailties of the heart’s throbs?Is it the seer or the doer’s downed see? The activist’s cathedra, sanctif… Continue reading →

Quick flame and quicker lives. Ha ha. Get it?The edges bifurcate like perdition -a series of choices, as you read it,danced past your eyes as the last division:So you’re stuck, on a flame in a wax lake, blue like the depths of the undreamt ocean,n… Continue reading →