
Embedded in the Velvet is the Thorn
Embedded in the velvet is the thorn and at the tip of the thorn choirs When you take off your face and sit down…
Embedded in the velvet is the thorn and at the tip of the thorn choirs When you take off your face and sit down…
There are so many souls worth saving the face wreathed in roses whose eyes tell tales from before civilization when trees were…
I think many of us are still in a state of shock over the Israeli powered holocaust in Gaza against the Palestinian innocents.…
(Note: this poem written during the 2006 Lebanon invasion by Israel is sadly too cogent now as well…) We’re living in a time o…
Sitting facing the Ka’ba like a flat black kite bobbing in the wind, or rather the flat black square of the kite is stationary…
What are feet for but to go around the Ka’ba? What are eyes for but to look upon God’s House? What are lips for…
THE GRAND FÊTE At the Grande Fête everyone’s invited to people start arriving by aerial gondola Shape-changing twins arrive dr…
Optical illusions abound in the optical field aural illusions abound in the sound realm That waterfall you hear is just someon…
This poem I present in homage to the overwhelming and outpouring national heart-energy in our election of Barack Obama to be o…