http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com Poetry; yes its mostly about poetry until you turn the corner and see you are back to square one. Sat, 12 Jul 2008 06:48:45 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en He courts silence as a fallen brother toying with succor, hiding gewgaws behind his back; a long-lost little one capsizing to nature lodestone biting into earth. From the nether, soulless eyes stare down Gods of mute glamor who weakened for a moment had looked upon the Fool with favor. The absent mermaid- her stomach turns at the smell of love. feet wake ... http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com/2008/07/12/fool-afternoons/ There is carping forever and one in this my heart of hearts. As if the honing of uplifted taboo would leave no stone unturned break open black beak of despair and quickly, poisonously moved to silence by an abhorrent speck in digression, blast the red tongue with pepper and ice. I ambush her, middle of night my long-legged Bellona. Her voice sounds ... http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com/2008/06/22/feints/ Rabbit Shyness is shyness remembered with a grin with half a shrug before hate devours shyness middle of the night. Prometheus from long-gone tipple with black wings, growing pains (skull blasted with invidious fancy) snuffs the sallow cheeks, wilting skin of his son. Bleakness is bleakness called back. Snacking is an experience remembered; bastard litter of desire curling up like whiskers before the ... http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com/2008/06/17/a-few-half-hearted-poems/ "I boarded the king's ship; now on the beak, Now in the waist, the deck, in every cabin, I flamed amazement: sometime I'ld divide, And burn in many places; on the topmast, " -The Tempest The Fool is a creature of cold comfort, rough edges racing with great loneliness. That madness, thriving on cures flowering proudly on the ... http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com/2008/06/13/tempest/   The Fool's speech is strangely slurred, soil with water. Had this mermaid a heart once, an eye for devotion she has paid the mage his dues, he concludes. Knees drawn up, rocked by the turtle days never seeing eye to eye bleary, falling in and out of favors in the far sky at night, the Fool dreams. Beelzebub, ... http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com/2008/06/12/the-litany-of-the-mermaid/ Her name was a rhyme that played on a mind struck by an ill-wind jangled letting it be known that the eyeless expect no more sleep if only spend happy afternoons reek of unwashed rain on their necks let hands fall through sand, roots, follicles. Her hair flies against my face the lines around her beauty-mouth made as if ... http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com/2008/06/02/purchase/ The Fool observes his sail bent windward bark of his soul, magnet-brain, essence blown off from skull and judgement played dread against end, awful sorrow upended. The sea presents a livid face; over the side a humorous mermaid, three-parts sorrow of a Fool she searches nevertheless. Blackened and stiffened, oarless and witless stars climb up in hordes wherever water and ... http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com/2008/05/26/mermaid/ Let the Fool some distance make good his escape into the yawn of better days or for want of yarn to shed of tail to bite reconcile spite with fiery longing for a clean break a broken season long in the coming a wink of frost between skin and soil between skin and bone. http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com/2008/05/26/ouroboros-2/ Here the Fool stands knee-deep; his heart a collapsing quiver. The sun changes color, sends a message of fear pull out and see how deep Cupid's arrows went. The Fool, on his own remember, for all he can gather fond words from a beauty-mouth, how little they meant. Pearls erupt from his skin, the Fool ... http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com/2008/05/26/anteros/ A Fool returns Out of breath the Fool reaches the mountain. There a continuous breeze ruffles the copious feathers on the Fool’s head. His skin falls like snow on the harsh ground. It is one of the nether months Camouflaged right and left Nooks secure saints and candles. The fire by which the Fool retires Leaves ... http://sciowithbrio.wordpress.com/2008/03/31/the-one-eyed-man/