Knots

Knots

                        Knots Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Every word was once a poem.  ~ Emerson We try to tie a knot to give some truth To life, our lives.  At times this means red grace, A bow of...

Orange Penetrates so Intense that It Throbs as Purple

Orange Penetrates so Intense that It Throbs as Purple Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Why bother with bare beauty when deep sex Comes offered in the package?  Canyons etched With liquid bearing scree...

Little Nooks

                Little Nooks   Our selves, our other selves, remain in some Place, somewhere.  They are in our minds, the minds Of others, in our memories.  They come Up, recollections in our brains.  These rinds Are what we used to be when younger, young In places...

Yonic Annunciation

Yonic Annunciation . “At the left stands, or rather crouches, the angel Gabriel, with his feminine, overly saccharine face and flowing locks, . . . holding . . . a strongly shaped phallic lily.”                                     Larry’s Party,...