Sunday, December 6, 2015

paisano

Paisano
10-27-15

Thorns need not choke the wheat
When they extend from roses
Please come to Boston for springtime
You can sell your poems
But not for money
Of carom and collision
Followed by a rebound
You are set up for a good flavor shot
He that hath ears to hear
Let him hear
And love one another
Fulfills the entire law of Moses
Hello Paisano
Will you be the bookman for a drachma and a dram
And an extra milligram
I go home to Mother by my own freewill
I catch the barouche at noon...





Standing on Morass
10-27-15

In a way I'm glad that it's through
But sometimes I must say that I miss you
As one to be the commissionaire
And as a weekend millionaire
Rich and lucky just to be by your side
Peremptory putting an end to all debate
Yet to inveigle and cajole
Of the praying of the lead role
We make our heroes for ghosts
Standing upon morass
Overwhelmed of dreams of returning to class
Willie Nelson covers it well
Helping me to come out of my shell
A beam, at right angles
To the keel of the ship
I pray to say yes to an ice cream cone
Double dip....





Agglomeration
10-27-15

Of felt cap and fez red
With black tassel hanging from the crown
It doesn't need to be a hassle
And you don't need to be a man of renown
Another one for Abdul-Azir
What's yours is mine
What's hers is his
For another agglomeration
Our act of gathering into a mass of tulle
Our fire and starched net of silk
To sew tutus and gowns
Yet rapacious and plundering
Ravenous and greedy
God wants us to want more and more of him today....




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