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Winter Hawk

Posted by James Schwartz on Sunday, August 1st 2010     

by James Schwartz A numb November. / A dumb December. A sunlit snowscape to remember. A speckled hawk to guide by sky. As below we tear and cry. Stumbling over shorn stalks of corn. Dazzled by the January morn. Peace beheld in winter clear. Leaving to land what is dear. Now in frigid February night. [...]

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Poem: Alasdair Sclater – Magnificent Rock of the Forest

Posted by Rudy Carrera on Thursday, July 29th 2010     

Our Scottish bard is at it again. It’s been too long since I’ve last posted his words onto my blog, and this entry is as majestic as his last few. (Kopanina, Czech Republic) Great rock that spreads among the trees Face cloven in the display of nature Crevices everywhere on your sheer face Granite that [...]

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Hard to Swallow

Posted by James Schwartz on Monday, July 19th 2010     

by James Schwartz I am not part of the Old Order herd. I do not find gay Amish marriage absurd. I do find man and man under ban. Hard to swallow, harder to understand.

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Jacket Back

Posted by James Schwartz on Tuesday, July 6th 2010     

by James Schwartz He saunters off into the street. Little reason to be discreet. In my struggle as a man to stand. I had to let go of his hand. The back of his jacket: DRUNK SINCE YESTERDAY. O bisexy beach boi, busily at play. When lights are dimmed, clothes fumbled. I am in all [...]

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Les Yeux Pers

Posted by James Schwartz on Monday, June 7th 2010     

by James Schwartz You looked away to hide your eyes. Dark with guilt and restless fear. I lowered my own eyes. You used to call: Les Yeux Pers. Allowing a single tear to shine. Before batting it away. With a little laugh… After that you couldn’t look away… Vous détourna la tête pour cacher les [...]

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Baracking the Vote

Posted by James Schwartz on Saturday, June 5th 2010     

by James Schwartz O Obama! On this November night. Of pumpkin leaves and Halloween’s remains. A sober October gone with the light. Leaving behind Robert Frost and grey rains. Poets need a hero to believe in. In this Global Era’s new unity. Poets’ sanctuary to achieve in. Vital to our current economy. Dot Com confusion [...]

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Private Celebrity vs. I Don’t Care to Tell the World (For You’re the World to Me)

Posted by James Schwartz on Saturday, June 5th 2010     

PRIVATE CELEBRITY VS. I DON’T CARE TO TELL THE WORLD (FOR YOU’RE THE WORLD TO ME) (JAMES SCHWARTZ  VS. JAMES C. RULE REMIX) Pull up in my ride, vibin’ to trance. Tonight under strobes we dance. Around this club we’re V.I.P. Bloglines made a celebrity out of me. I don’t care to tell the world, [...]

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The Fountain

Posted by James Schwartz on Friday, June 4th 2010     

by James Schwartz I cannot rewrite Religion. Yet I do believe. Arcing as a fountain. After hours sacrament to receive. I cannot monger War. My creed is of peace. After hours in his arms. Two fountains spurt release. I cannot turn the Tide. Droplets dripping from my lip. A wrestling angel after hours. Bound by [...]

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The Apartment

Posted by James Schwartz on Friday, June 4th 2010     

by James Schwartz Thanksgiving Day 2000 Dawns cold and clear The white highways Icy shadows Lost in the shadows. At the apartment Judy Garland sings On the stereo As glittering tiaras Polished to perfection Display cabaret glory From behind glass. A colorful family Mills about Shrieking, laughing Gossiping over pumpkin pies And cocktails. The living [...]

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Cabaret Days

Posted by James Schwartz on Friday, June 4th 2010     

by James Schwartz She’s beautiful as she steps onstage. Another Saturday night at the cabaret. The audience applauds her presence. Her blonde mane. Her powdery face. Her sequined gown. Everyone clinks cocktails glasses together. Screaming for her magic. Which she dazzles them with. As the lights dim. And her liquid lips mouth to. Something old.  [...]

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