By Thomas Page The snake is at my heel- Protoevangelium- I nearly crush it
Tommy Haiku #57
by Thomas Page Mistletoe over The door, wrapped in holly White and green and red
Tommy Haiku #56
by Thomas Page I've been told that frogs Will sit idly in boiling Water; me in summer
Tommy poem – hurricane
Sestina- French form. One poem Hurricane by Thomas Page Calm birds go berserk, palmettos swaying Gently until the sky darkens sharply With the howl of the Sahel's wet season Rushing over the Atlantic islands With an eye spinning on itself until It veers towards the Americas. Having No indication of what it is having … Continue reading Tommy poem – hurricane
Tommy Decima
By Thomas Page Decima: this is a Spanish form. Normal poem that can be posted without attribution. There are two decimas here. In philosophy class students Scratch their heads at a box drawn on The board. The professor draws long Lines, hoping that the picture warrants A house with child and his parents "What can … Continue reading Tommy Decima
Golden Shovel #8
The Class by Thomas Page after Derek Walcott "Batten upon the bloodstream of the veldt. / Corpses are scattered through a paradise" --"A Far Cry from Africa" Standing near the theater's batten Looking nearly and upon The stage below. I get vertigo. The Dizzying makes the bloodstream On my neck swell causing … Continue reading Golden Shovel #8
Golden Shovel #7
The nightmare by Thomas Page after Saijo Yaso, translated by David Bowles "go falling into that hell / a hell of utter darkness / without even flowers" --Tomino's Hell Stirring nightmares make some go Find meaning in them falling From places that go into Interiors that Suggest greater, darker hell. Brimstone and broiling chains, a … Continue reading Golden Shovel #7
Golden Shovel #5
Against the night by Thomas Page after Dylan Thomas "Do not go gentle into that good night" --Poem of the same name Poems about your parents are hard to do Because it is extremely hard to not Come off in a strange light. Let's try to go To nice and pleasant places having gentle … Continue reading Golden Shovel #5
Golden Shovel #4
Good Friday by Thomas Page after the Book of Psalms "I can count all my bones. They look, they stare at me" --22:17 This is usually read on Good Friday when I Am sitting in the rising Spring heat that can Slowly roast you. I can also count The number of people who fall on the cross … Continue reading Golden Shovel #4
Golden Shovel #3
The silent man by Thomas Page after Allen Ginsberg "I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves" --"Howl" Catching up with friends is akin to when I Try to desperately cut a board with a saw Making no progress because I never had the Skills to … Continue reading Golden Shovel #3
Academy of the Heart And Mind 