Short Latticework Poems

Beauty of Paris rising high
Such massive latticework is seen
At night a golden color's view
Three levels given public's try
Restaurants on levels are keen
This tower's sight could be for you...

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FATHER

His sinewy hands as strong as lion’s
Hold close wobbly me like trellises
Wet sun shone through latticework mangled by harsh wind
In the stormy night we were soaked
Rain came down like maggots
I slept under his wakeful eyes.

Juice trickled from his tissues
My fingers awoke in contentment
To suck his rocky skin with my sisters
We felt like fireside cats.

He died fifty years old....

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Quantum mechanics,

The titanic cello quartet
that glides through
the entanglements of
biomechanical sonatas

The veiled pendulum
that dances between
life’s bloom and decay,

The gaunt thread of
spider’s silk that
shackles me to this
Byzantine latticework -
a web of antifragility

The architect’s hands
that etch Darwinian
engravings upon
the marrow of
my trembling bones,
hardcoding survival
into my Jungian anima...

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