Tuesday, July 3, 2012

You Know Who You Are

A sudden atmosphere
like some early evening revealed
so we may know
the voice and the meaning behind it.
And I do not know if every word
hides or clarifies this jungle of waves
or this darkness is just a feeling
in the movement of my own.
Or that the truer story
is built in a nice restaurant
with expanding umbrellas
on the different sand
in our toes and under our feet
the same as love.

Poem constantly losing letters

There is so much to cover  Like thistles over  the inlet One moment a fire rendezvous  The next darkness in darkness  In the heart of a tsun...