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Works by Joe Bisicchia

"Stranded" - Stickman Review
"Frankenfish" - Triggerfish Critical Review
"Bigfoot" - Triggerfish Critical Review
Two poems - Unlikely Stories
"Inside Dumbo's Hangar" - jmww Journal

Soles at the Hearth

Outside, just another frigid blizzard.And so, as all our cold trekked roads run adrift,our feet have come to this.
Frost meets our heat at the glass with mist.Good to know the nightly fire insideas we loosen our tongues
and melt.
Published by Sheepshead Review

Hire

That summer in Ocean City my teenaged sonwas Mickey Mouse.
And into the nights as the boardwalk swelled, all the young children he hugged saw him as he was.
And I,I was so happy to hug him and see him as well.
Published by Writing Knights Press, Grand Showcase, 2018

Holding Hands on the El

We run with the elevated. Feel the leather of forever, yet slippery as if we dream in quick disarray of rain, afraid to awaken again, our poems too soon melted and forgotten. But there is symmetry to life’s rapid transit. Like a feather, so much drifts away, yet still sticks to the wet glimmering rail. We do our best to hold on. Published by Hobo Camp Review, 2018

what happens

what happens next is now. Published by FIVE:2:ONE, 2018

Nurse’s Rounds

…patientlove iskind loveis patientlove iskindlove is… Published by Chronogram Magazine, 2020

Children Are Perdurable

Gather us, the small.No matter how far and wide.Include everyone. Do this, even you Judas, and be ever near. Seek forgiveness. For no sin is stronger than love. And then, let Wisdom, oh Wisdom, upon our banished surface, play. Moment is here, ever brief, ever perpetuity. Oh, if only to begin again. Oh, to delight in this,by mercy, the present,our childlike human race.

Published by Hobo Camp Review, 2020

Needing Refill

Parchedjar,just clay. The ladle,just unfilled metal. And a hollow heart, just the world. Published by Muse-Pie Press Fib Review, 2016

History of Carpentry

Long before the saw,a seed. Published by Hobo Camp Review, 2020

The Way

There.Face full of traffic. So many of us on the wayfrom somewhere to somewhere.
Rough is the road. Rugged it can be. So will go the bumps and jagged turns, stumps and steep falls,unnoticed holes from nature and human nature.We each have our dents.
While foul forces try to carve us, stop us, cut us, detract us,we can know the way by grace.
There.It is always good to see God’s facein the face full of the human race.So many of us on the way.
Published by Assisi: An Online Journal of Arts & Letters, 2020
"Fields of the Rich" - Grand Little Things

Lady Liberty

I am in love with a statue. You have a way of riveted skin. Maybe it is your steely resolve,standing up apparently for what is right,ever eloquent about being freein your own wordless, breathless way.
And freedom surely needs a heartto silently say what I want you to say.So, surely, you are not hollow?
Look at you.
All is secure as you survey the world.All is positioned somewhat perfectly.You would never run away.
Such a big soul upon a pedestal, I’d say.Always able to hail a taxi, yetyou decide to stay here with me.
But then again, honestly, have I sculpted you this dream to be?What is your reality?
Dare I ask, so to hear you speak?Tell me.Do I truly love you, or do I love a trophy?
Do you love me?
Look at me.
Am I brave enough for you to breathe?


Published by Plath Poetry Project, 2020

Wings

Wings are intricate things,yet simple. So without much thought,flap yours to fly. Don’t make it hard work.Let them just be and glide. Published by Entropy, 2019

Daisy and Violet

There is a vase by the window still,and the morning beams its prism.And maybe we are all connected, flower to flower, like conjoined twinsbeautiful as we each are.
Published by White Wall Review, 2020

Bloom on Horizon

We float.
Our eyes go to the lineas brilliance pokes.
Night dissipatesand breakslike an untied knot.
Here, far out at sea,sun holds a flowerto morning,
and we are this daisyon a boatnamed Flower Pot.
Published by Noctua Review, 2019

The City as Autumn Leaves

Life chases through our veinsso much the same, to find usso soon golden expressed in different ways as if a visual melody, even if silentas if in each other we meet ourselves,an opus despite all the cement sound barriers. Truth confesses our lives shall survive the fallas if our roots cascade seed by seed.Sad the remnant when all that must remain is a hacked stump unforeseen.May we wish instead to be each the returning leaf, near as others, in this forever forestthat never leaves.

Published by Poetry Potion, 2018

Big as the Earth

Yes,there’s an elephant in the room. Shall we ignore it?Wish it to just go away? Perhaps we should take it for a walk.Talk with it along the way. Published by unFold, 2017
"Piano Movers" - Thimble Literary Magazine
Two poems - Word of the Lamb
Two poems - Anti-Heroin Chic

Castaway

The ocean runs,it runsthrough our backyardas a highway,four lanes.
SometimesI keep my eyes closedand just listen.
SometimesI just open the blindsto that glisten.
Sometimes,I just take my raftagainst the tidelike Tom Hanksand paddle into the surf,just to get to the storefor more suntan lotion.
Published by Rabid Oak, 2018

Merry Christmas!

There’s joy in believing in an Unending Being,loving enough to be human being, heaven sharing.
All year long.
Maybe it’s a talking point to think of thateven while stuck in summer traffic to the shore.
And then, when finally there by the sea,seeing the ocean tide toward you reach.Oh tidings of comfort and joy.Comfort and joy.
Published in Edify Fiction, 2017

Merriment, Our Love

And so it is, finally July 25.
Feel the tide arise like eyes arriving to a party,and like Christmas lights strung the whole wayfrom street to stairs to all the way up here to where the disco ball rotates above hardwood
and the ballroom somehow feels like somethingmaybe from an old black and white movie,sans the ambiguous grays, and the lost olden days,for this is our newlywed first dance and evergreen.
The prism stays when the charism is from within,and we walk on water in love, this our first spin.And I feel like every Adam ever did, loving Eve,and thinking no one else ever could love like this.
And every day onward, so it is.Just like Christmas.
Published in Edify Fiction, 2017

Flake

Like awe of earthly things, science explains you,even though I’m sure it wasn’t so easy to figure.
After all, how did they go and hold you down?Just how did they get their hands around youwithout breaking your wings melting away?
But even if they connected all dots,filled in awe question marks and blind spots,that won’t demarcate you that much.
Each so unique, so hard to know.See one, and you seeone.
Yet together, quite the gathering.Everyone.
Published in The Avocet, 2020

Sighting at a Stop Light

We saw Santa this summer on a motorcycle. Like us, he was stopped at a new red.Impressive how he seemed the patient fellow.
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, and the resthad just plowed through yellow.Guess they were rushing to get to the beach.And Santa smiled at us a Christmas scene.
We waved and waved, and clapped in between. Then we were on our merry way when light turned green.
Published in Edify Fiction, 2017

"Shape and Form" - The Inflectionist Review

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"Sighting Under Ice" - Calla Press
"Beyond This Cancer" - The Poet's Haven
Three poems - Anti-Heroin Chic
Another two poems - Anti-Heroin Chic
Another three poems - Anti-Heroin Chic
"Patient" - The Poet's Haven
"Unseen" - Revue Post
Three poems - Coldnoon Diaries
"singing to the stars" - Writing Knights Press
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