poetry of consciousness

Waiting drops of you

I pine for you my dear
as I gaze at the horizon
and beyond in search
of signs of your arrival
I wished imminent yet,
skies these days appear
addicted only to cerulean.
Guilty to long for you
solely in … CONTINUE READING »

Sobriety revels

Reverberating peals resonating thunders
in mind, unsilenceable relentless acute chimes
struck, by hollowing gales unwaveringly carrying
echoes of blemished memories through
the storm, attempting to rescue a forgotten past,
made of laughs and outbursts lost in glasses filled
with tears … CONTINUE READING »

Pleading essence

Touch me, with the tip of your fingers let,
tidal vibrations gently flow from your veins,
through your limbs straight into me. Throb,
pulsate, overwhelm me with your power, invade
my nerves with the notes you compose, oh
so delightfully. … CONTINUE READING »

Follow me twenty

A triangular table built with friends when I
was twenty, carving wood and hammering
nails between statistics lessons, laughter,
ouchs, cigarettes and uncountable glasses
of wine. Dark red rivers misted in smoke,
clouded memories drowned in fumes, as I
watched … CONTINUE READING »

Dreaded kiss

That feared long avoided kiss infolding
memories of sentiments rebuilt, to acquire
stability evading chances of tears revolving
from the past once more eligible to provoke,
sorrow in the eyes of he who closes them as I
hesitantly surrender to … CONTINUE READING »

Despite blind eyes

Enchantingly nonchalantly unfurling before
blind eyes merely able to gape in awe
ephemeral smithereens of expanding plenum,
the abyssal pervasive womb encompassing all
that exists, was is and will be, nurturing
emptiness with energy for nothingness not
to be. Swirling … CONTINUE READING »

Closing business

Two coffee shops, one left one right, ancient
History of modern Rome, post-war families saving
Ethiopian delights, surviving selling beans rebuilding
The Eternal City, bringing back normality by drugging
Insanity. I knew them both since I was a child, holding… CONTINUE READING »

My train is changing colours

My train is changing colours, turning blue seats red,
green and lilac by sapphire stripes separated still.
Only sparing white walls, and graffiti sliding doors,
marvelled upon entrance my eyes welcomed the gift.
A palpable surprise, for me and all … CONTINUE READING »

A Medicine Labelled Evolution

There is a peculiar little creature hiding,
on a remote terrestrial planet for the most,
concealed in water in the maze, of a galaxy
far away, orbited by Luna and orbiting Sun.
A dynamic part of space I visited long … CONTINUE READING »