Posted in Felino A. Soriano on April 22, 2010| Leave a Comment »
By Felino A. Soriano
(after Sirone’s “When It’s Over”)
A blanket of dusk
cotton overcoat, hooded warmth,
rectangle sky mirage, oracle of sound.
As is, day provides
turquoise tones
on blonde sand hallucinatory play.
Into the blended emotion of end/burgeon
attitudes of arc
romanticizes compartments of 24 hours’
meaning of clichéd fundamentals.
Posted in Felino A. Soriano on March 1, 2010| 1 Comment »
By Felino A. Soriano
Morning, running late
far behind modern greetings: quick
slanting
salutations
before noon becomes logic of heating disposition. Gray
canopy
covers
walkers
talking
into fractioned ears,
delegating senses into multifolded species. Dance
of sprinkling dust begins
short of saturating with
rude connotations.
Far
in horizonal depictions
ominous theory roars and lights
soon
those among the walking blind
will become elements
of chemistry comprised of
integrated irritation.
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Clutching at Straws 