by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Christo-Caucasian-Masculinity, To all three, I have an intimate affinity. If this makes me your worst enemy, May you find in God's love, the remedy, To the missed occasion to find the friend in me.
Tag: Poetry
Redeye Over Boston
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Courtesy Google Maps Boston Harbor, plump old daughter of the Revolution, exhaustedBut content from the rigors of a tightly bobby-pinned, puritanical day,Sits stuffed in her bath. Her fleshy legs and heels propped, straddling the edges of the tub. Buoyant breasts and hips, gently bobbing above the water's surface,She silently contemplates, … Continue reading Redeye Over Boston
Crumbs Upon the Kitchen Floor
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Grain is gold against autumn’s withering dust To be gathered up, carted, and stored. And, drawn down for my winter’s crust, Till all remains are crumbs upon the kitchen floor. While new-seed still sleeps within its sack, And the tools on racks, still burnish rusty stain, The blossoms … Continue reading Crumbs Upon the Kitchen Floor
The Road Taken
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Howard Sochurek—The LIFE Picture Collection/Getty Images I must admit, I took the other road than he.More trod perhaps, more free,Of bramble, brush, and tangled ivy poetry.But, still I managed to get lost,(Lost time an extra cost).The path drew off to the left, then right, crisscrossed.Now straight-away I stood toe … Continue reading The Road Taken
Truth
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 RelativizedRomanticizedPopularizedPatronizedJeopardizedMonetizedFranchisedSanitizedMonopolizedRealizedBaptizedCanonizedVillainizedAnalyzedVulcanizedPlagiarizedPack of liesPrioritizedPushed asideRadicalizedCapitalizedSecuritizedFactualizedActualizedImmortalizedSpecializedIodizedFantasizedFanaticizedFractionalizedMarbleizedCaramelizedTrivializedHow unwiseFrench fries On the sideDisenfranchisedRevitalizedCrystalizedDigitized“Sunshine in my eyesAlways makes me cry”SpatializedEasternizedWesternizedAfricanizedAmericanizedHomogenizedStandardizedUN oversizedFull of spiesHard to tell who’s on our sideCapsizedMarginalizedJust along for the rideOpen wide, here comes the tide“Step on through to the other side”ConceptualizedPenny wiseTie-died and PicklizedArtist little known and penniless until after he … Continue reading Truth
Before the First Footsteps Break
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Maiden Nature gowned in white. Like porcelain, crisp and bright. Such a lovely, lovely sight, Stepping out into the wintery, silent night. Before the world's awake.Before the first footsteps break,And, the peace and silence, take,As the rumblings of another day begin to quake.Silence and sister peace, were made first for … Continue reading Before the First Footsteps Break
Locking Self Out
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Mother Church sets her eternal clock Hands against time’s infernal march. The pendulum, the key to Heaven’s lock, Swings its narrow span, Between faith and reason. Every season, in rhythm to God’s plan. Persona Christi on high Pontiff perch sits. And, beneath upraised Gothic brow A universal … Continue reading Locking Self Out
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