Spent by the reading of news
alas never really new, returning
countries allegedly posing threats
not as much to humans as, to concepts
overused words exalting freedom
and democracy, a reason justifying
aircrafts dropping bombs in regions
most can’t even … CONTINUE READING »
Exception
I have long sailed the endless river
of time from its dawn, to its dusk and saw
the bright blinding filaments and walls
of the intricately intertwined web
encompassing all.
Flowing through the scorching
plasmatic essence of its beginnings
I … CONTINUE READING »
Umbrellaless
Earth’s canopy is pouring water
on its yearning carpets of brown,
as the dried foliage rustling under
my feet mutates into a slippery mire,
exhaling scents of wetlands blending
with city vapours arising from the hard
grey mantels of asphalt … CONTINUE READING »
Conceptions
My birth was an infinite hazard slowly
suddenly sparked by a singularity, dense,
blazingly intense, warm womb of everything
to be to become, pitch black smaller than a pea
induced to expand, quantum fluctuations,
give to acquire space, to grow, … CONTINUE READING »
The Labyrinth of time
While Ariadne held the clew
for Theseus to find his way,
a thread to escape the labyrinth
where the Minotaur was slayed,
Persephone awaited spring
to part from Hades and arise
from the underworld blossom
flora to earthlings jubilation,
Penelope … CONTINUE READING »
Done
A thousand pieces sorted
of Dali on my tea table.
A melting watch ticking
the time of hours gone by
losing sight, concentrating
on the minutest detail,
a shape, a colour, a nuance,
entrancing as the oeuvre
deviously takes possession… CONTINUE READING »
My, I miss you
Incessant musings of you compel me
to cease attempts of drawing our bond
to a close inevitably only reminiscing
your coquettish simper, manic gaze, the depth
of your unhinged voice as you theatrically recited
a brilliant rendition of the divine, … CONTINUE READING »
A reason to muteness
Wallowing in rolling under the covers
only very slowly awaking from slumbers,
half way between Morpheus and Aletheia
my eyes were still closed when the first
thought of you crawled into the warmth
of my morning bed. Serendipitous encounter
forged … CONTINUE READING »
Illusions of silence
Praising silence delusional pagans
interpret perception of finite senses
fabricating concepts outlawed by reality,
as sounds audible and imperceptible
travel through mediums elastic and viscous,
eardrums capture peculiar waves of pressure
whilst bodies distinguish pulsating tremors.
What a prodigy! The … CONTINUE READING »
Bathing rhapsody
Eyes dimmed by calicanto vapours find
ecstasy in blurs as sandalwood scents arise
from burning candles, melding to provoke
an original entrancing redolence, a fay’s
potion delicately sending me into raptures.
Cocooned in the crystalline aqueous lymph
nakedness allows fondling … CONTINUE READING »