Tag Archives: Urban Sonnets

The taste of living can be so, so sweetwhen the dew of sound shines under the bulb,like late fireflies rushing to the meetor constrained fingers that can scrape the curb:The slow heft of brown wings leaves a shadow, a trace of movement, a placemen… Continue reading →

I never know what to do tomorrowwith a vexed step and a most narrow lipthat arches up like a flagrant flyerand a presence that shrinks from the nightstrip:True heroism dwells in the pits of vision and priceless thrusts at the centralcore, where th… Continue reading →

When facile similes relate the selfto larger but shallower tendencies,it is an indication of the gulfthat rests between passions and memories: There are flames in my eyes for the cold truth, the little flutters that pass over meas I dream or think… Continue reading →

The metallic roar has turned into wind,and the moisture is now a path of phlegmwhich thickens in the throat, so parched and thinnedby the smoke-eaten drips that flood the brim:The crisp felt hat that is dipped in the pond to fend off the bears fro… Continue reading →

I only dig in crates when I have to,but the mossy stench invigorates mefrom eye to eye, as treason and graft doin the souls of this nation that hates me:The past emanates in portions, parcels of lightness and dust that rinse the sea floor,uncoveri… Continue reading →

The open heart cannot fathom its ownclosed off like a dream to the awakenedsoul whom pressures of pragmatics have shownto slide, swift, from the somnolence, weakened:The open heart, thus, wraps around itself a bandanna of blue and white paisley,to… Continue reading →

There was a taste of honey on the tongue punctured last week by the supple forcepswith two diamond tips, and my iron lung banged out like a graph scattered with rosehips: True intentions bulge in the summer flangelike intestines coiled out in a ro… Continue reading →

Moving forward toward a New Principle,the space swells across the bloated stomachas the crisis, the most arcane riddle,of our blank vision in this New Epoch;The angles are opposed, and the Angles deposed by the hungry hordes of bright coinsthat cl… Continue reading →