Birthday Paris Poems

Extinguish the candles of another year, thirty three,
By le Bateau-Lavoir, copped in contemplation,
Of abstraction at le Musée de l'Orangerie,
Joan Mitchell to Monet, why male comparison?
No,...

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The bakery was closed
family only an echo of long ago
no mementos of love
loneliness built
into my spinal chord
musical notes exposing
a weeping child
within an old man
a broken...

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I’m so siced about the Barbie movie. I just watched the latest trailer. I felt a fluttering in the stummy.

Peter’s birthday was May 1st. “What...

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parTA
My sweet little gran-mire is 94 Years old.
She still works, as the chairwoman of the family trust.
You can call her “Godfather.”

The “frail old lady” is...

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Reader Rabbit

Toward the end of a book,
we tend to speed up, 
in anticipation of the climatic finish. 

Yet sadly, 
the build-up...
was the part we savored,...

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Rose, the bloom

Sweet in color, 
eternal in fragrance,
majestic monarch of the flowers. 

Kind lady in red, 
a fine dress made of silk, 
or sometimes sheer...

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too beautiful for me? okay
I arrange my fluids
in curve ecstasy

a vibrant meditation
and it is all

I will be philosopher of love
an esthete of the bodies

without desire
without...

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Its always gonna try you hard, 

and make you break,

it will always make you show face and terrorize in pink lace...

Because I see movement of...

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