Poems About: PARIS

Once a Meat-Vendor in Mylapur*
Set up shop (O!) Brahmin virtue pure
No hungry customers
Knocked past the front shutters read more »

Rondelet

Masons in arms
Make much matter in a muddle read more »

Once a measly Miser in Mumbai
Liked watching dancing girls on the sly
He went to Bolly-Wood
Though he felt jolly good read more »

Once a gorgeous Geisha in Kyoto
Took (a) Cowboy to see crisp kimono
Ai! took time to unfold
Lo! Behold! Body cold! read more »

Once an Anchor Woman at Sea Anne-Anne
Interviewed OFPRA* doing Can-Can
She said: Will you?
OF said: You, too! read more »

Do you wait for reckless half moons
Theater without pomegranates
Doves as empty as icons
I wait for your frail rose read more »

Castanets shriveled gold glare
Used and sheer silk stockings
Titans of quantity
Abyss of abandoned ideals read more »

Flamingo flames as dangerous as doubt
I doubt your sincere whispers
Concave of fear
The little elves are tattle tales read more »

Drone nights where poetry suckles sanity
A refuge for neuro transmitters
Pathways away from Borg circles
Some of us are small against our malice read more »

This to cling to:
We are together
Now, years later
In a dream-heavy place read more »

Rondelet

Stuck in a hole
Ear-drums bursting from crumpled sound
Stuck in a hole read more »

She's as the ancients always said:
Beauteous, divine.
And O, those ruby lips of red
(As red as Trojan wine) . read more »