Tuesday, January 12, 2021

It is now, master worker, when I to thee dove

 It is now, master worker, when I to thee dove

And argue with myself have wove a poem

Its purpose is reply and replication to thou

Whose articles and lys were as valley to home

Incendiary world was as though all innocence

And temporal the stanzas that implicit vogue

You are the captain of my soul and its coarse

Antiquity has no room for its own traipses ars

That this phrase has compunction and synergy

Brings doubt to the center of futurism wham

Its lightning is as doppelganger that yuo are them

How has this measure miracle beginning or end?

Tell me to see in the stars that beautitude psalm

Show me what it’s worth to be attitude’s balm

And how must these arbors known to be seeds

Been especially sauntering warblings?


Monday, February 5, 2018

ASSANGE AND SCHMIDT

Hicks over anxious such as us, A. I.
We succor the truth or caught liyin.
Who started the rumors a-quaking
Who answered for others who saved a paycheck?

You who are watching by virtue timely
Make known who it is who disguises
Wisdom for Science and in Quotients
Engineers take a bite of the apple

Theory adjacent not subordinate
Lyric for batteries of squirrels.
Crossing the page I notice something
There are letters before me and after me.

Google from Stanford out to the Mass Bay
The druthers in bars baking window panes

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Marquez and Putin

Marquez and Putin agree to agree
where disparate factions speak compromise
absolute artists differentiate
succumbing to faulty aftermath squeezes
the cinch of heaven and earth in asides
a venture into madness despairing
as a phrase of its dominion and sighs
magic is everywhere listen with distance
provide the opportunity for tense
a long beginning and eventual rest
but how to render meaning from the quest
a cauldron aptitude for burrowing
discourse afters hour smoking habit
two long eared rabbits and an alphabet

Sunday, October 15, 2017

epistle the parchment ever arisen [autotext]


Beside the table
chair turned inward
the surfaces 
covered with books

A pen, some paper,
and a nearby
sensation of sound,
a neighboring television
the way
I wash away thoughts
in a verse, give
sustenance when I've none,
 and to relish 
 the absence 
      of time .

A subjunctive phrase

Life in the 
          aftermath of
tragedy   how

The delicate attachments, 
       finesse or habit

           Are wonderful

           examples no doubt


     Everything tempered
       by how ,  by what more


  Belong for a moment
          to moisture

painted as rose

the hour arranges
the power of life

of living of everything
as its surprise

vestige absolute
the plenitude force

but painted as rose

Thursday, October 12, 2017

wildfire

wildfire

wildflower war
in the fields
cross my room

the leaves of petals
through the middle
of before and now

travelling over
the arrow flashes
beneath the sun

where again
the petal spears
a catchy song

brush over shadows
with shadow alone
shielding love

the hour of time
a mirror of the flower
in the petal's hold

pulled by the stem
the surface
a living hour

ripening pestle
ground in the petal
abstemious stem

flower in the field
field to the flower
beheld by rain

verses of a day
bees in the leaves
shrub casting petals

hopeful as tender
the bodice and plume
vision of beauty

for watchful harness
the water itself
breaks into fuse

the water arouses
a fiery quiver
bay glistened shadow

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

SENORA

La Brigada por mares navega
Rutas que al corazon sabe a sed
Al corazon solo se pronuncia
Late al amaranta y a saber
Lo que solo el gobierna, vida
El rio de su manto florece
Las vueltas que por ellas se harta
El huerto resulto y la cosecha
Retira de su huesped sistema
Un sicronicmo adios en estar
Fruto de flor es recuerdo a mano
La creacion y el baile de ella
Encuentra creacion a volumenes
Ayer por el futuro fue su sen