The Latest Caesar

 

The old man, 

sanguine as Claudius

and pliant as Commodus, 

trails off....

Missiles shriek from Western jets,  

filament of white hair dives

like tares sowing strains 

of genocide.  

Pageantry

 

"....and the hot force of the stars were impelled 

   to come into being." (Parmenides, from Simplicius, Commentary on On the Heavens)

Reborn

 

Mother's ascent bears more life within.

The tranquil sound of her word 

fills my inner ear, 

mind's eye sees her smile

and the brilliant blue 

of her bright eyes.

She's revived in the bosom

of my spirit forever.

Buss

Lips like knives,

Rose cheeks hives...

Hillocks of honey

sweetly prick me.

October

When vivid hues pale

to twilight and cold

colors fade for a spell,

softness lustfully sheds gold

as leaves tumble stiff and frail.  

Fishhook Moon

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Heaven's Smithy

 

"Floor of copper, floor of gold....Beyond the custom-house door, ajar, the street at sunset seemed aflame."