Poetry (English)

Ode to the moon

 

Open fields of silent dark
Crossing grass prey of ice
Fragile tunes weaves the wind
Leafless trees form the horizon
Gazing up a gem of ivory
Thin clouds conceal the starry sky
Yet through the blanket of gray gas
A wealth of glow can be seen

A familiar face blotched in craters,
                 Mountains and furrows
Gazes back on this lonely traveler
intently shadows my linear pace,
delivers an eloquent sight to my eye,
pierces through my world,
submits to my wonder…

Oh aged queen of the sky
whose journeying dates back
                              to forever
What histories have you glanced!
From barren rock to green conquest
Evolving beauty on this planet
                  Your inseparable partner

How insignificant my stupid little life!
An instant for your heavenly clock
Let this insect sing you a praise
allow my admiration be lost
                   in the gaze of millions past 
                                 & millions future.

Shared Solitude

In ardent exhaustion

 the pair of lovers fell

asleep in each other’s arms.

 

The wind blew a cool

  secretive melody through the slit of the window

while the fire of their passions extinguished into a fluid

                 relaxing dream. 

 

In that shared solitude

    of the night

the warm nude bodies

merged into a passive communion as the vibration of the air reverberated with the wise words of ancient religions. 

 

The weight of their satisfaction drew them into the abysmal depths of dreamy unconscious poetry, forgetting momentarily

chapters of uncertainty

and impatience in their lives, allowing the nightly river to carry them to the shores of rest and accomplished desire.

 

The kiss

The terrain of the skin, the quadrilateral continents of the epidermis all seismically twitching at the sight of bindable lips. The void anticipation as two pairs of puckered lips glide in empty space to unite in a battle of satisfaction. The tumultuous scan of the eyes as they survey the dissolving surroundings and prepare for blind submission to the discovery of another human kiss. The gravitational pull of the faces spiraling closer together until a new kiss is invented again. As a delightful repetition the kiss is performed in unrehearsed spontaneity and in that darkness of the moment when contact is made with the skin, lips and tongue, all together exist in the effusiveness of the passionate sojourn.

Unreadable Poem

Dipping the feather of the imagination in the ink of eclipsed wounds
The insufferable stupor of recovery staining our creative dejection
Our rejection, the simple negation to all illusory satisfaction
When have I seen you clearer dear Nature
is it not when I carry swollen heart beats
The last, at last, strength necessary
to care not and endure resignation
And you carry on, bemusing me
with irrevocable volatility
savagely laughing
at all temporary maxims
That life loves to refute these
Make our grasping unsuccessful
Our understanding a tragic comedy
How to deal with your sickly transitoriness
Lasting revelry enjoyed by the nihilistic-spirited
The few that cultivate their joy in uncertain opinions
Friendly foe! Bearer of all things, transform my low seductions
Turn me into a prisoner of your suspicious truth, and my words
                                                                                                        will never draw near it.