Michael DiSciullo


Drowning in Place


Here I am again,
pocketful of happiness,
bottles of love.

Disappearance is a virtue,
Jean Renoir on mute.
How many angels fit on the head of a syringe?
I lost count again.

Thinking of you,
thought goes to bed.
Sports and music and politics,
all the trappings of the integrated: gone.

My reel runs out in bliss,
a valediction to the pain which I no longer deem necessary.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Edited: Friday, April 15, 2011
Listen to this poem:

Michael DiSciullo's Other Poems

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Drowning in Place by Michael DiSciullo )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  2. If, Rudyard Kipling
  3. If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
  4. Dreams, Langston Hughes
  5. Invictus, William Ernest Henley
  6. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  7. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  8. Alone, Edgar Allan Poe
  9. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  10. And Then There Was Love, Sandra Feldman

Poem of the Day

poet Alfred Edward Housman

The time you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.

...... Read complete »

   

Member Poem

New Poems

  1. Unlock From Sockets, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  2. PRAY OUT YOUR PAST, Michael P. Johnson
  3. Christmas, Titiksa Dugar
  4. alphabet you two bucks you drive a truck, Mandolyn ...
  5. Open the floodgate.., veeraiyah subbulakshmi
  6. A Dream Of Death,, Luo Zhihai
  7. Feeling Your Spirit, Michael P. McParland
  8. Word, Birgitta Heikka
  9. Ganjaraja And His Associates/Ganjaraja W.., Bijay Kant Dubey
  10. Royal Presidio Chapel, Monterey California, Steven Federle
[Hata Bildir]