Friday, January 27, 2012

Pissarro



Streaming waterfall
Bright Pissarro's beard flows
Down his chest his brown smock
Like cliffs behind the white bristle
His mouth turned down dark red
Suggestion of a hole beneath
Hair that defines existence
In old age eyes circled in a depth
Peering above glasses display
Vulnerability surrender fear
Ravage that deprives the self
Of strength of assurance 
Confidence that canvassed
Grand boulevards of Paris
Haystacks as impressions
Women naked yielding to a
Manhood itself now yielding  
As approaching death stops
Momentarily balked by beauty in
An artist's face

Jack, 1/12

Monday, January 9, 2012

Dying Breath Haiku



Where seaside cliffs plunge
 My last gasp proves erotic
As you caress me

Jack 1/12