becopoetry

Poetry Music Thoughts and Reflections

Museum — September 23, 2016

Museum

in four limbs around an oval

man cerated

 

edges framed

and falling to cedar

 

expanding in triangular

their shadows white

 

footprints amidst

a maroon sea

 

the light of ceiling

soaked in a leaking flood

 

arial footed

lines pasted to the floor

 

a small diamond window hidden

in the belly of outside

Yesterday’s Bleach — September 12, 2016

Yesterday’s Bleach

After ‘A Beautiful Young Nymph Going to Bed’ by Jonothon Swift

 

 

Sugar granules sink in foam

on a table where Sappho is

 

stuck between pages

preening Ovid’s Amores.

 

A fall happens,

coffee spills on swift shoes,

 

a copy of ‘Men’s Health’

splays on concrete.

 

Behind him, a little black dress

in a window with accessories,

 

gifts, and a stack of books

titled ‘Freedom’.

 

With translation on his lips,

he mouths something

 

about Gulliver, wiping

liquid from the city street.

 

Saying nothing in return,

Corinna picks up her empty cup,

 

cures her hair with a pin

and eyes the messy magazine.

 

Apostrophe driven on bittersweet,

she turns to the sky,

 

O cloudy context fold in,

this battlefield is yesterday’s bleach.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

haiku — March 31, 2016
The Sleeping — March 15, 2016
Two Plastic Bottles —
Inspired Word NYC — March 9, 2016
Vale — January 14, 2016
Black — August 28, 2015

Black

the space behind the chalk
above her number plates

circular on the road
transparent on the window

the bottom of the trolley
on the buddha’s back

over the whole truck
behind an open sign

before the milk’s poured in
inside the lining of her boots

underneath the ‘specials’
the cover for an ashtray

a jacket sitting on the seat
between lips on a straw

the letter Z on a box
the lid of a bottle of booze

a tray glued to the wall
a pale plate stacked on blue

 

 

 

 

 

Kittens Carwash Ain’t Somewhere Over The Rainbow — August 11, 2015
ConStruck tt — July 23, 2015