Wearing Only Sunlight and Beauty, the Racer on the Track at Ancient Olympia

A.T.F.

                     A.T.F. Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The Sabbath boredom, almost drowsiness, Imposed by Jews’ Jehovah falters, yawn In afternoons.  The mind in frowziness Attempts to think but...

The Concrete Block Box

   The Concrete Block Box This box is painted white and stands Against the colored world that wants to stain. A doctrine bundle tied with texts withstands The onslaught.  Pure, the walls reject the strain Of U. S. Highway Number One so crude In stretch from Maine to...

At an Exhibition in the Whitney

    At an Exhibition in the WhitneyModern poetry modern verse c Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  When Samaras’s mirrored cube and room Become the entry to satori, light Becomes reflected endlessness, a...

Entropy’s Final Nothing

        Entropy’s Final Nothing Millennia before I died, the time Before me stretched far backward . . . backward — far The eons lay in lifeless silence.  Slime Began to grow as if with plans.  A star Looked down and saw no life.  Some cells appeared Inside some mud,...

Shelley Offers Warning

     Shelley Offers Warning Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  “The desire of the moth for the star” He has a love affair with love so close He even fights with it.  Well, he’s a man And men love fights. ...

Hypnotized by Baptismal Conquering

  Hypnotized by Baptismal Conquering Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Your beauty floats away.  It had no soul. You thought it did.  We all make wide mistakes. Your partners loved your spirit.  Then you...

A Heedlessness in Rhythm

    A Heedlessness in Rhythm   The day does not repeat me as scar lights When it comes round.  I happen to be there. That’s all.  I’m not repeated in star lights Or planet lights in evening.  There’s no pair Of Mars and Venus speaking me to sky,...

Also on the Tip of My Tongue

Also on the Tip of My Tongue Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The tiniest of buds you cannot see Sprout out all over.  Skin becomes all blooms On every haired and hairless part of me. They do not think...

In a Gentle Tennessee Hollow

     In a Gentle Tennessee Hollow Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The twilight of the fireflies plays a part In memories, not in nightmares, though.  Our dreams Include the fireflies.  Surrealist art...

Fools Gold Street Lamps

           Fools Gold Street Lamps Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The orange groves of Florida have been Killed off.  Their souls have gone to heaven where They look upon their scars and us.  Where...

Pluto’s Shoulder

                    Pluto’s Shoulder Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Stone carved with symbols tends to make them harsh Or far more beautiful because the soul Of beauty lasts in marble, hard gem harsh As...

Omniscience Leading to Agape Love

Omniscience Leading to Agape Love Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  God’s understanding looms so large it seems To be much more, because if He knows all It’s said he knows, his wisdom must be beams Of love...

The Only Always Present Emotion

 The Only Always Present Emotion     Some breezes in his life were shrouds and turned To long-term winds.  His wedding was the one Most crippling, both to him and her.  It spurned Their cores. The long-term garment had been spun By culture over centuries.  The warp...

Wayne and Terry

                    Wayne and Terry Now both are gone, gone, so . . . so what?  One wrote A lie and sent it to the other.  Then A mother snooped and read.  She made the bloat Of scandal and then other, loveless men Stepped in with social cudgels.  Bragging weighed As...

Florida’s Holy Ghosts

         Florida’s Holy Ghosts Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The orange groves have left us but we hold Them in our veins.  Reflection on them heaves Them into beauty once again.  Though sold To...

Color Possibilities in Love

Color Possibilities in Love   Jeremiah 17:9   Love’s color is the color only God Knows.  Maybe it is like a red unseen By human eyes.  If they could see its odd Refraction through a prism, sexed or clean, The tint would wither from discovery. The human heart is...

Twilight, No Morning Star

      Twilight, No Morning Star Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The sunset croons a lullaby to trees In rows of dark . . . then darker green.  The sun Goes down on orange blossoms in a breeze As warm as...

Incestuous Tantalizing

            Incestuous Tantalizing A planet has two moons.  The moons are twins, Two brothers.  Moons are never perfect so these two Are not identical.  The one has fins, The other scales.  Each leaves a residue Upon the planet’s sky, two different tints, One...

Entropy

   Entropy     The only space in which unending light Occurs, spreads out, ideal, towards everywhere Is in Jerusalem in Saint John’s sight On Patmos.  Love of God has driven him spare, Poor thing, a non-existent God (like all Divinities), so madness makes much...

Hollow Love

              Hollow Love Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  I tried to send to you a prophet’s note, “My soul is far away.” Your heart is far More distant from my love; in fact afloat...

Karen

                       Karen If I could burn a voodoo herb inside Your bedroom, what result might I expect? The smell of lusting would be amplified. The smell of darker men, their thrills erect And thrusting toward your heart, would reappear Among the fumes of...

Masculine Modalities

        Masculine Modalities A young man loitering is seen by guys Who pass nearby.  A single one pulls close Inside his Mustang . . . loitering one sees eyes Consuming him.  The younger one feels gross And turns his face away.  Four other men In uniforms approach...

Perspectives in the Plaza de Toros

  Perspectives in the Plaza de Toros Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Slim, slim the waist of matadors, as slim As trickle of the blood from bull; thin, thin The satin silk of jacket; bulge of him In...

The Dior of Desperation

        The Dior of Desperation If I could wear the sadness that you cause Me, cloth of nails with tears would make the suit. The Iron Maiden or the pharaoh’s gauze Around the mummy would make pain transmute To Galliano flair.  The toque above my face Would mean...

Death versus Poetry’s Continuing Life

  Death versus Poetry’s Continuing Life Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Death looks for me among the orange groves where I lived my childhood nights and days.  I left Them long ago, their seaweed...

The Prime Man after Woman’s Sin

The Prime Man after Woman’s Sin Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  This multi-colored parasol lets light Through.  Underneath that light the shades show you In different hues.  The shining beams...

Till Breadth Do Us Part

  Till B-r-e-a-d-t-h Do Us Part A tinsel throne is what the world provides For women on each wedding day.  While they Are dressed for it in satin silk, the brides Are treated like a princess’s bouquet Held up for admiration.  But then life Takes over.  Mother of...

Daybreak Without Caresses

       Daybreak Without Caresses Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem    I have to say that I was never up In time to walk around the grove behind My childhood home and then to cup The orange blossoms where...

Romance Full Blown and Ripened

Romance Full Blown and Ripened Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem   Yes, even if a Giant Redwood held A song in every needle lifted high Towards heaven, even if these ballads swelled Forever upward and...

Your Mouth Deserves a Tropical Seashore of Kisses

Your Mouth Deserves a Tropical Seashore of Kisses Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The palm tree is an echo of our time Together in our love, reverberates It curving parts much more than echoes.  Rhyme...

Malagueñas

                        Malagueñas The music of the tavern comes on black Flamenco stallions.  Horseshoes cause the banged Out rhythm.  Death is seldom Spanish slack Though always sweatless.  Drinkers are harrangued With songs that rise from olive groves too old To...

Semana Santa in Sevilla

    Semana Santa in Sevilla Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Flamenco singing calls for death to come. Death lives forever, stubborn, in Seville. In Holy Week the living, nearly numb From saints and...

Carnival Hall of Distorting Mirrors

 Carnival Hall of Distorting Mirrors Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If mirrors of themselves are green and not Their frames, Rococo onyx framings, will The looking glasses sprout pale orchids hot As...

The Lavender Lover in Her Throat

  The Lavender Lover in Her Throat Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  My Karen had a voice of purple parts, Or violet, when singing in her sly Range alto.  Velvet changed to gorgeous darts When Karen sang...

Black

     Black   The hundred riders dressed in black bemuse The orange groves, arthritic olive trees And Andalusia.  Horsemen give no clues Except that black and so the peasants’ freeze. At least the bones in chests near hot air hearts Congeal until the entourage is...

Hard and Soft

              Hard and Soft The virgin wearing her mantilla for Her crinoline bewitches men along The street.  They feel their semen soar Among their ribs.  They hear her silent song Commencing from her masklike face that turns To left and right but looks at none of...

Chatoyant

                     Chatoyant Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  In life too often purples cover red The way an octopus engulfs its prey. The octopus imbibes the victim, head First.  Shockingly this turns...

The Freeze-dried Tale

 The Freeze-dried Tale His heart is like a freeze-dried cherry in A box of cereal for lovers to Devour, as accidentally in sin Between the sheets, as casually they chew Him, breakfast in his bed.  He nourishes Their greediness for cherry-ness in flesh. For him their...

Inappropriate Poison

         Inappropriate Poison The oleanders blossom pinks and whites. Though grief does not have colors in its soul, It never turns to pink in satin rites Of death.  The coffin wears a floral stole Of lavender , perhaps, though hardly pink, More priestly lavender. ...

God as Ghoulish Giggles

 God as Ghoulish Giggles Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem God has a heart of hollow silver that Denies all tarnish.  Maybe it is gold, Though I cannot apply the test.  Combat This theory coolly and you...

“How Blest the Paradise to Come”

  “How Blest the Paradise to Come” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  He offers us a rhythm that does not Arrive, not ever.  Patterned beats hide far Away beyond the farthest black — though hot As...

Lucifer Wearing Sexy Mist in Heaven

  Lucifer Wearing Sexy Mist in Heaven Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  It was as if he wore a serpent made Of haar from hell, but well disguised by guile. He won them over, all.  The snake, like braid,...

El Guapo with Melanistic Monarchs

El Guapo with Melanistic Monarchs Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem El guapo swaggers through black butterflies, As black as hair on him, on body, head And upper lip, as black as pupils, eyes That stab his...

Notes on a Forgotten Burial Ground

Notes on a Forgotten Burial Ground Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The cemetery where his aunts lie deep Beneath the sand of Florida hulks deaf To poetry.  This trio lies in sleep Far lower than a...

Salt Water’s Wraiths

             Salt Water’s Wraiths The snow that hits Alantic waves is lost. The flakes give up their six-point shapes and souls. They lose their lives.  A frosty Pentecost Does not redeem with icy tongues.  The poles, Both north and south, condemn the frozen...

His Childhood as Sunrise

  His Childhood as Sunrise Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem c     ont   emporary poem  The glass of morning at the daybreak hour Is held above the barely waking state. The few who rise to drink from dawn know power Of...

Sebastian Florida Essences

  Sebastian Florida Essences Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Lift up the orange blossoms in your mind, The orange petals in their dark green grove. Lift up the fragance of the flowers behind His childhood...

Glistening from His Lips

        Glistening from His Lips Soft specters slip among the sliding spills Of water sent along the stream.  We hear No screams from ghosts but each one causes chills For unsuspecting swimmers.  Whispers clear The movement of the flowing so we do Not feel the threat...

Rock Springs near Apopka

     Rock Springs near Apopka Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Revelation 21:19 Fresh water gushes up and out.  The springs Rush out of rock.  The cleanliness is pure, As pure as Heaven wants to be with...

The Tenor Finds His Love Dead in His Embrace

The Tenor Finds His Love Dead in His Embrace Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The Venice he has known gives only sighs, Sighs.  Never mind the Bridge of Sighs, not quite Tears — they would be...

Loch nan Uamh and Glenfinnan 

 Loch nan Uamh and Glenfinnan  Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The heathered shapes of Scottish hills loom not As threatening as the nation’s history, blades That stab the monarch’s...

Perfect Pearls and Baroque Pearls

     Perfect Pearls and Baroque Pearls Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The rivers of Granada and of Spain Above it, like the Guadalquivir, feed Naranjas and olives, leave a stain Of beauty in the hearts...

Pyrostegia venusta

               Pyrostegia venusta Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  He sometimes thinks he has a flame vine heart But maybe that is just hyperbole. His heart is only overgrown, each part Of its outside,...

Pitiful Pluto

               Pitiful Pluto We used to think that Pluto was the far, Far, farthest planet of them all.  Today We know from telescopes that distant star And distant star have planets as their prey That cannot ever find escape.  These spheres, These exoplanets might...

Ambiflexual

                          Ambiflexual S/he licked the black hot dew from Jorge’s pits. He winced with warlock thrill inside his shaft, Especially its head.  S/he pinched his tits, First right, then left. S/he felt the pulsing of the haft That held that head...

James Webb and Hubble

    James Webb and Hubble Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The far-sight telescopes, like Allah’s eye, Search out the cosmos.  Distant, distant things Come into focus.  They then falsify The ancient...

Inside Our Brains and Otherwise

Inside Our Brains and Otherwise Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  We lie in darkness with our souls agog, The midnight hours and those beyond, until We wake to ho hum stuff.  We rise as mog And not as...

A Life As Though on Vellum

A Life As Though on Vellum Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  His life was filled with little monsters, not Much more, not cancer and no earthquake, no War.  Monsters for this man were no more fraught With...

Those Who Speak Correctly Are Excommunicated

Those Who Speak Correctly Are Excommunicated Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The editors bring out the silence since They blow off beauty.  And, yet, even worse They publish anti-beauty more like mince...

Hemlock

                      Hemlock Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The trees refuse to speak.  At least they do Not speak our languages.  Akkadian And Latin are rejected.  As a clue They give us rings.  Trees,...

Wordlessness Allied with Pontius Pilate

Wordlessness Allied with Pontius Pilate Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Fortingall Yew High priests of ancient wisdom keep your tongues In silence always.  (Winds may make some sound Among your...

Sinagogue of Atonement

  Sinagogue of Atonement Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Brandon Jovanovich (2007 Winner) – Winterstürme We all desire a perfect player of Romantic kisses, lips that make the flames Of passion’s...

Sturdy Sight

                          Sturdy Sight  Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Apollo failed to make a son inside Nymph Daphne.  Godly rape was on his mind. Apollo’s semen had to be applied To leaves instead. ...

Those Who Speak Correctly Are Excommunicated

Those Who Speak Correctly Are Excommunicated Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The editors bring out the silence since They blow off beauty.  And, yet, even worse They publish anti-beauty more like mince...

Pythian Boredom

              Pythian Boredom Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  It happens that the laurel is a bore, Not some divine symbolic thing.  Its leaves Are boring, near-sarcastic green, not more Than that all...

After Fasting Forty Eons in Religions’ Wilderness

After Fasting Forty Eons in Religions’ Wilderness Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The time for certain songs is past for most Of us.  While having ripened, we have lost The need for certainty.  We cannot...

They Do Not Dream of Fur or Feathers

They Do Not Dream of Fur or Feathers Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Inside the rattlesnake she holds her nest. Not made of twigs it is instead her scales And then her flesh.  She does not have a breast...

New England’s Sand-bound Coast

New England’s Sand-bound Coast   Never mind Felicia Dorothea Hemans and Governor DeSantis   In Maine the tides of histories are shown In waves and sand, yet strangely upside down. The past is in the foreground, sand waves sewn Along the coast, a grayness almost brown...

Waiting for Sentimental Water

Waiting for Sentimental Water      “The Gospels, along with the rest of the New Testament, have been translated into at least 1,726 languages”. Google AI Overview        See also Acts 5:1-11. https://images.app.goo.gl/S3FbtPPAU7X2qkFm6 The church presents...

Gravity Music Poetry Love

Gravity Music Poetry Love Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  £Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Though poetry, it seems, cannot resist The...

Rhythms Remain and Are Broken

Rhythms Remain and Are Broken Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  These hills in Scotland are like movements of A symphony.  They rise and form, and rise And form–and rise like lovers form their love....

“signifying nothing”

              “signifying nothing” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We do not want our poetry to reach The moons of Saturn.  Reaching Saturn’s clouds Will be success.  Those clouds are cousin speech...

Donald, the Man

          Donald, the Man Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  For reasons that I do not understand, Society requires that men should show Themselves quite plain in clothes, not seem too grand. I think this...

In Romeo’s Ghost’s Clutch

  In Romeo’s Ghost’s Clutch I slept in you without your knowledge.  You Were sleeping in my arms and I slept in Your brain and yet because my eyes are blue Your mind did not hold on to me.  No sin Arose, at least not in your sleeping soul. I cannot promise...

Stoics

                     Stoics Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The ancient trees teach manliness, the way It lives and means.  Sequoia and yew And cypress show rigidity but sway Enough. They say their roots...

Hypnotic Harmony

          Hypnotic Harmony  Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Immortal harmony is promised by The Christian God, the Holy Spirit, Son And Father.  But the meaning of this sly Assurance is not grasped by...

Anathemas Are Never Pronounced Against Mount Sinai

Anathemas Are Never Pronounced Against Mount Sinai Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Those things that cannot bring themselves to move Are what the prophets tend in silence.  Stones Are what the prophecies...

Against Screwtape’s Missal

          Against Screwtape’s Missal He knows the tongues of stones and dunes and sand, Those tiny rocks that only mystics know. He knows the languages that wind has fanned Across the deserts till they meet a mesa’s glow And dryness.  Tumbleweed,  mesquite, the best...

Heavenly Spheres of Orange Groves

Heavenly Spheres of Orange Groves In my father’s house are many mansions If I could hold your hot heart in my heart, Then heaven would heal.  That paradise would be A paradise that God alone might chart If he were everywhere.  That God could be Surveyor of the citrus...

Worse than Whomptyjawed

      Worse than Whomptyjawed Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  We try to place a tulip vase to block A voodoo mask.  The mask leers through, increased In size, distorted.  Like a tomahawk The threat...

Reverie and Hypnosis

         Reverie and Hypnosis Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  His irises come not from seashore waves In Florida.  Their Caribbean blue Smiles, ancient though, more ancient than the caves Where men first...

Constellations as Cathedrals Filled with Scientific Light

Constellations as Cathedrals Filled with Scientific Light Beside the seashore near my childhood home The stars are nearer, not just starlight; stars Themselves are closer in the heavens’ dome. It used to be that something like high haars Divided us from Alpha Tauri. ...

Pulling on the See-through Bell Cord

 Pulling on the See-through Bell Cord Your heart is made of silk but mine is made Of lycra.  When your veins are touched, they make No sound as if they fear an escapade With arteries that always feel an ache For thrills.  The warning bells have disappeared And so your...

Material Ideals

                Material Ideals Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The men who made cathedrals, workers, not The architects; the Indian men who built The temples, stone designs completely fraught With...

Delphi, Endor and an Empty Tomb

    Delphi, Endor and an Empty Tomb   Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  His conscience seeks for oriental kings. He hopes their gold and frankincense and myrrh Will give him wisdom and, if not, the wings...

Flowers like Leis Lying on an Altar

    Flowers like Leis Lying on an Altar Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  The sculpture of a god whose powers are not Apparent waits for you to pray to him. Can he protect a baby in a cot? If so, what...

Unruly in a Village Cemetery

         Unruly in a Village Cemetery   They did not dream it when alive, yet ghosts Are happy when they find a way to cause Disruption as in polar bear cracked coasts, Antarctic shores — or like Antarctic claws From killers, icebergs floating toward the fate Of...

Miracle of Modern Medicine and Demonic Itching

Miracle of Modern Medicine and Demonic Itching It crept along inside her like a long- Lost angel Jesus couldn’t cure.  The wretch At worst had withered wings and lost its song. Inside her breast the devil couldn’t stretch And couldn’t fledge its arrows.  They could...

Testosterone

                      Testosterone Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem   https://preview.redd.it/2sabktru2ap91.jpg?auto=webp&s=44f636d4c1403e4c291fe5a6e3e850cdf73c4499 A rose of semen crossed with iron...

My Sonnet Wants to Be on Vellum

My Sonnet Wants to Be on Vellum Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  I know it’s nigh to blasphemy, but still It’s true:  my focus on the form I use Is like obsessions of the monkish quill And brush that in...

The Mind’s Rule Says There Is No . . .

The Mind’s Rule Says There Is No . . . The rain of yesterday stalks up my soul Though that is quite impossible because I do not harbor one.  No, no-one stole It, not a devil or a god whose laws Forbid such theft.  I simply never had A soul.  I’m not from ectoplasm of...