The land filled
with early spring green
None of what has passed remains
but bliss
Category: Poems
Baby by the river of longing
If upstream the water was dark
downstream it had darkened death
The bridge had gone
leaving pilgrims abashed
wandering wondering
on the sorry shore
There was no place to swim to
but one where to drown there was
The only safe way was up
Up the steep wooden stairs
Way too many of them
All the way to the cave
we had fled
Anew
When the leaves
will have fallen
I will be far away
When the leaves
will be none
I will be long gone
Please believe
me when I say
I’ll return before long
Please do not weep
when I wave
adieu Love, so long
When the wind will have taken
the leaves to the ground
I will not be around
They will be tossed
in piles and turn
like my love to dust
Only then will snow
fill the air as if
our countless kisses
had crystalized
Only then my Love
I will be back to you
As soft as a dove
My chrysalis anew
Thrill
Storied starry nights
of a worry youth that might
say sorry someday
for being so hard at play
Until then let him dream
dance, love, kiss and sing
the lovers that be or those who will
for no reason other than the thrill
Abbeey
Still
Stay still
half naked
looking out the window
near the tall mirror
Let me observe the curve
of your back
Let a nonchalent hand
stroke your shoulder
and the other ask your sex
while your strong tighs
accomplice of your feet
reveal your calves
Do not look at me
Let’s focus on you
Stand tall
Keep our love safe
in your chest
Embrace these days
of our blissful quest
before you exhaust me
before I can no longer
follow your immensity
Soon enough you will outgrow
this mine of a home
and I will disappear
beneath the ruins of my prime
Still, stay
Flowever wild
I wanted the world
for her
I wanted her
so bad
I brought flowers
She smiled and cried
so sad
You shouln’t have
She said
And here’s why
She claimed
Oh the wild flowers
are not to be touched
She said
Feed you eyes
Inhale and grow
your own beauty
Walk the field
while they grow
Sing along the way
Breed sun and wind
under your skin
Dance with them all
Oh the wild flowers
are not to be touched
She sang
Inhale and go
I’m a house
I’m a house on wheels
on the highway of Hope
windows wide and happy
waving drapes in the wild wind
like flags of my ride
rushing through your dreams
Oh how I’ll burst those borders
where they screen believers
Make way for my walls
for they shelter my voice
I’m a house like no other
How well
How well you hide
Loving love of mine
Under the covers
Of some best tellers
Behind the curtains
Of remote mansions
Camouflaged alas
In the dense tall grass
Hardly I speak
The rythm you keep
Deep in the groins
In the heights of loins
Of masked deities
playing humanitease
Come out and brace
My heart with grace
How well you hide
Lively love of mine
Turquoise
Getting way
past supper time.
You arrive at last
looking sorry,
but you need not be.
I kept your plate warm.
I could wait for you
an eternity,
as long as it ends
with me by your side.
A long day it was.
Now I fed you
and you feel fine
and that fills the house.
Witness of our bliss,
Turquoise reigns.
Color of the valley jewel,
bred by the bathing star.
