Monthly Archives: May 2010

this kind of place

Free Writing
sun-dazzled
by its beauty
the dreamlike
sea gathers winds
music made of words of dunes
outside the world visible in
the fields of the heart
through the windows of your eyes a refuge
from the outside keep me in your arms
to be woven with your whispers toward the Bay

nextdoor woman

Free Writing
the woman next door with the innocence
of lilies in empty darkness
with thin flesh
cries with no tears shown
leaves from the riverbank fly
a measure -keeper of her fading shadows
she waits for the end of all things
she lured me in for a slave girl for another painting.
she can not see anymore so she paints with her blind eyes
and her dying touch. my mother the woman next door

Lexis(words).

Poetry

the defence and apology of my poetic method is
beauty not measured by divine madness rather
jury theatrical in the court of melodramatic grandiosity
as trial has ended the verdict is out guilty as charged
for many verbal excesses and stylistic arrogance
idiosyncratic genius of story as ballad has fail
very few liked my distorting remembering my iconoclastic
theories of love
to mesmerize, obsess, and educate in my sail
became a slave of metrics artificial impulse.
poetry of heart of darkness , my archetype.
original and conceptual ancient lines
in the web-like domain of grant didactic vision
i am a non -prolific writer lost in the the boundaries shade
wants to persuade lovers of different taste
cave in to my desire to please the crowd, to climb to the next stage.
i lost my craft my island of fame but poet is not an island Aristotelian mate
my divine inspiration my art my technê. has deserted me
I finish…this is my ambiguous ending