Tag Archives: Urban Sonnets

The dusty panels of this wooden floor have seen more souls than a village curate step across thresholds from fledgling to fate, holding grounded feet as the mind did soar: I sweep them with a broom to show them love, … Continue reading →

Golden age sages write rhymes to the beatof falling acorns, dropping and cloppingtheir steel-toe boots are off as the sun climbsfrom Aurora’s terrace, steady mobbing:It was a long night, filled with countless MC’sall ringed in a cypher to please their … Continue reading →

Café dude, don’t throw napkins on the floor and then get up and shove more down your pants; it’s uncouth and unsanitary, or there’s little hope left in our divine dance: Now I’m just laughing because people are a bizarre … Continue reading →

Porcelain dolphin, elephant, white swanin the curio cabinet, peaceful;the white bell sits unrung; the heart unstrungpresidential plastic with heads unhung:There’s an African queen of some stature,and a tango, secretly its originsthe same; like a twisted rose with stem enraptured,the dancers … Continue reading →

I made a simple promise to myself,that I would never leave my flag unfurled;regardless of the dangers I incurred,my truths would speak across the depths of space:Forgive me the lack of patience as I write;my mind is blank, and blackness … Continue reading →

The path to love is paved with gray seashells that prick the pilgrim’s feet as he wanders with thoughts of sequined gowns and wedding bells; behind him thugs stalk him as he ponders: He has no sense his road and … Continue reading →

Left to live in a garden of polishedherbs, I wondered how to find the instantwhere shade and meaning conjoined and nourishedthe deepest wisdom of the sagest plant:There was no shade left, only light and green,no violent shadow to rupture my … Continue reading →

Hello there! This is a new beginning, and the sprinklers just sizzled a bit, like pressure cookers on electric stoves – the red spirals like paths away from sin: The air is mildly dense like springtime jails from which all … Continue reading →

In a world of black republicans, Istand perpendicular to the earth asthe stars glow over the collective eyeof dreamtime consciousness, life as pure flash:Crashing shards of light, golden and pricklycascades of deep bass – rippling and riding on th… Continue reading →