Monthly Archives: May 2012

mystery in your eyes fiery as candle flames burning my state of solitary incarcerated in your superficial bounds your puzzling persona pondering me interrogations the origin of you is bedazzled i cannot formulate assumptions 2012  

  flowing—as kisses blowon this cheek we photographourselves behindthe blue facadeof internet shopsand dressed thestreets with Chinalanterns and makethe pedestriancomplain aboutthe voyage notpermitted byour misbehavior we’re notthese very rudewhile all thepassers-bylook at uswith disgust it’s not ourfault butwe can’t stopthis … Continue reading →

Fairy tales are born on books Prince and princesses aren’t fading Every reader sits down on nooks Pages are turning and turning and turning One light invites other lights Groping the shades of the earth Heartbreaks are pain and blights … Continue reading →

The moor is wet from the summer rain I can’t walk on its steep, mud-spattered ground Wild trees and their leaves soaked in vain Those squirrels cannot jump round and round I see a rainbow at the end of a … Continue reading →

Whisky whispers tickle my ears Intoxicating me completely The danger is inevitable Antithesis to self is separation I am beguiled at your song Where a hymn begins The lyrics are real You can sing better verses You drill my innermost … Continue reading →

we decided to love the dusk locks our neon phantoms we skipped delicious meals colored nightmare fills our naps we’re heading east in christmas winter captures our warm tragedies the pinnacle of our tales are truths of huge fortunes stuck … Continue reading →

i must know a stick of cheese it is my lactose intolerance a bite is not so sweet i’m so untrue a household taste or a baker’s mouth one can trade even a bottle of wine not to her, not … Continue reading →

The nature of poetry The smells of evergreen These words I write This country poem Those summer’s daffodils Those nightingales’ lullabies I smell the alpine woods I watch the vagabonds There are canyons and valleys There are honeybees and cucumbers … Continue reading →

I’m wide awake under these lights They glimmer on and on, devouring my sight Blinking a second might miss some million twinkles I’d rather not be blind tonight Let not this evening pass For tomorrow morning it will be so … Continue reading →

Thousand scents on my nose Hyacinth, lily, magnolia and the rose Bending and breaking All flowers are mending Veering into something Like a virgin blooming Petals unfold to existence Death has its distance Drought in Sahara Like thirst in Arabia … Continue reading →