Stray

for Era Kever I stepped out stray on those cracked streets South Harlem in the summer night Black looks in shadow Death gliding on the air I didn’t see you there  They were fighting on one...
Faith by George Murphy

Faith

In the dark heart of Rome a saint burns brightly by the fire Diocletian thought he knew what to do with Christian dogs. He was a humble man with good intentions not knowing they...

the holy city in my dreams

jazz fusions blew my mind last night, man Monk was walkin black spiders down eighty-eight west as rain fell in sheets and blink-blink-blink the vibes lit up ambulance...

countdown

nici nu mai stiu de te iubesc sau oboseala clipei e doar o amagire mai e un pic si se sfarseste lumea (numaratoare inversa) I don’t even know whether I love...

nightscapes

nightscapes   in deepest night long after the roads have fallen into slumber I go out and paint them awake again with the headlights on my green jalopy. *** BY NEIL...

dark lighting

a bed to sleep in silver from which silk wings rise your hair brushed by a sad angel my body ripped by bloody moths we will touch each other...

the dream

last night, Rimbaud as the dream dogs howled you tripped on my creased pillow broke in a hundred poems across the floor cobalt hued… ocher, turquoise, vermillion glass glowing under moonlight’s...
immolation

epiphany

The poet who holds fire in his hand trembles knows the scent of his own seared flesh writhes as the blackened didgets bubble and seethe feasts his eyes on the urgent...

expired meter of dreams

drenched in city dawn a tarnished dime stares heads up empty eyed stuck on a crimson clot late night bar fight spilled into the street fists then bullets screeching tires crumpled body in...
neils-bamboo

your name in the bamboo grove

once deep in green bamboo the swaying stalks thick with delicate leaves joined their lofty spires high above our heads conflicting sun shattering its urgency into blinding streamers tendriling down torquing between the wind swayed...

shadows

This town is too small it strangles my walking it keeps me talking an old woman surreal on the brink of orgasm you have no place to hide once there...

Paradise

thrumming chit-chit sprinklers hum mistaken for operatic crickets trilling lazy resort air as wrinkled splayed foot reptiles bow iguana heads like regal buddhists slowly roaming nirvana crossing thached pagodas unconscious tourists...

the ride

death is a lime green cadillac with two sleek fins circa 1959 lots of chrome humongous tinted windshield   glides above bumps in the road finds its way to any destination the last...

promise

swirling banner wind whipped color coded a field of stars a row of stripes remembering when freedom found a country to plant its perfect flag upon made a promise we pledge with our hearts to...
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