"The moon is full"

when the spaces always kill the waves  rolling between them;

             when the smelt kissed on the lips

  create storms in their head;when the dripped-in-fat lids of a catfish

        will keep it in a perpetual night;

   and the cray turfed out of its sandy hole are sometimes first to die

    Strangely a lake tosses in the wind til it turns the next page

"Internet love"

Not a gambler, not
 a bit at odds with deuces,
  & good as dead to his first wife

A good even-keeled guy
 with an itch & lots of passwords
   who arrives late to pay his own rent

by wasting half a day!

  And the itch spent,& the path
   to Lil bordered with dragons,mimosa,

he's here, dimples galore,
  grin off-centered and pointing
   to an embarrassingly over-ornate neck

When he's in love, he loves
  and it comes creeping in on a screen

   Setting a fake Ionic pillar in a semi-arc

of a yard is his own idea
  —a virtual work of clip Art!— 

and a poem on scant-leaved keys, too

Todd, in chains & cologne,

  updating his profile,

      while Lil
  waits in the shadows of a fake temple

Recto tono (for Rosi)

By  the slightest quavering dribbling note of the responsorial,
  you can know her

She's still the dear fantast she ever was or a withering face of  her
  full Avila  heart!

Doddering to the front pew, with a limp wing, she likes to arrive first
  because she always did

and can, on her own still, rise an octave like the Queen even with-
  out a livening voice

  and her once whole body.   .

"Why I was dismissed from jury duty"

The accused

sat alone in a glass dock,and couldn't quell the Love in his head!
  Female Crown, in long sleek gown, hair black at roots but thinning

for the most part, said smugly to me
 "Do you uphold the law for fear

only that more like me won't sit content (at least six) in a jury box,
  I mean six females like me?"

"In love", I said," and not knowing how to stop, I think he took her—
  Yes, and is wrongly accused"

"He swept her off a mean street--you mean!- in an unlawful way,"
  she said, baring the look of Law

"And for that he sits there, and eyes every juror that passes by"
  I said, "the soft-browed & steely-eyed".

"And were there perhaps a male more, you'd say he'd sit less alone,"
  she replied,more inclined to jeer

"and he is led now  by sugary-voiced Counsel who, with a raised digit,
  motions him 'up' or 'down'— ha!"

"I say she was a pretty girl, with chestnut eyes, a cute pug nose,
   and puffy lips", I added;

"you'd have approved of it or not, pulled into the same long roads
  Or perhaps the stars have,

duly overlooked, been mostly to blame for the legal mess he's in
  In a tight blouse buttoned tight

braless, too, I believe she'd walked alone into the moon that night"

  But she snapped,"You see differently

or he wouldn't have taken her:she who'd wailed at him, that night
  wails now in this place, for me"

"No, she came to him, half-coyly, half-shyly, desirable on silettos,
  offering a mouth, nose—a bliss!—"

"And at about this time and at this place,the stars oversaw a rape—"

  she retorted, visibly red 

  "No, her hair fell in ringlets, down her face"

"And she who didn't consent, scraping the ground,saying 'Please stop!'
   felt the same June heat as he,

excited but angry, almost sweating trying to run in heels from him—"

  "No, if he'd been the beast,

 as per her story and yours, he'd never had had a brush with hair, eyes"

  And as she'd never run from anyone,

herself too strained, maternal, the female Crown dismissed another juror,
  and after that, another