Tag Archives: Urban Sonnets

The fire roars inside the breasts of menas vagueness churns the loins into butter;the heart, it beats with wisdom and regretas faces blur and names start to stutter:A purposeful ascent into this lifewas all we asked of those who grant us time; Int… Continue reading →

His triceps stretch as he lifts the keen knife,its blade is white in the flash of the air,in that moment before he takes your life,you see the beast of life in death so fair:There’s a geometry to light on knife, a spectrum of colors across the bla… Continue reading →

I am angrier than I look. Know thatmy smile is a wincing nod to the deepheat that churns in my breast; If I show that,I lose my place in my races’ great leap:The great leap into the societythat runs from me under welcome welkin; on beautiful days,… Continue reading →

If you walk straight through those open markets,it’s like a gradient of dreamy smells;Start with the veggies – crisp chard, and carrot’sslight sweetness when uncooked, as the air swells:Potatoes are scentless, but sniff the breeze as nearby mints … Continue reading →

On the descent deeper into madness,somewhere between the pencil and the page,I stumbled into a font of gladness,and I splashed my feet in the flowing stage:There were mountains on high, and a gully,its ice resembled crystal chandeliers, shining fo… Continue reading →

I can’t say it enough: I love to flow,like an even-keeled stream over smooth stonesglittering in grey under melting snowfrom the mountains upstream where the wind drones:An echo is heard. A voice does resound, jauntily issuing forth with bold life… Continue reading →

With a scratch the veil comes tumbling down,and the sky is blue, the horizon drowned;there is no limit, no sights and no sound,no house, no job, no life, and no small town:All that matters is a moment; it feels incredible until that moment fleesan… Continue reading →

Unleashed fragments of dust and of danderthat burn through eyes, noses, chests and drawers,like tornadoes of fear, clouds of cancerin sideways assaults, in pairs and in fours:To breathe is to scream across a broad void while jumping into chasms of… Continue reading →

There are dead sounds at the foot of this hill,sounds entombed under ages of longing,sounds that echo, soft, in the night-time chill,dead cries ringing and bunching and thronging:There is a web of blue light stretching forth; at the foot of this h… Continue reading →

Approach the corner with caution, with faith.Tell the seer what you’d like to know. Feelthe message in the sound of the great stretchhe does with his back and hands, under the peal:Adjust yourself, your plans and your thoughts, so precious to you … Continue reading →