domingo, 7 de noviembre de 2010

A pause

what is the cause of a pause?

a seed and a womb
a need and a want
the arms in a hug
a stab in the back
a hope and a lie
a touch and a time
a thought and a line
a look and a smile
a stone on the road
a wish and a dream
you reading this

lunes, 1 de noviembre de 2010

sábado, 23 de octubre de 2010

The grace of the moon

I had never seen the  moon
as I hid  in my room
frost in my thoughts
in the night I was lost
under special circumstances
through the trees
between the leaves
someone looking for a pet
shot the moon with no regret
enjoying its trace
I learnt about its grace
I spy it now each day
when it grows or when it fades

domingo, 17 de octubre de 2010

miércoles, 13 de octubre de 2010

domingo, 10 de octubre de 2010

martes, 28 de septiembre de 2010

A dove (for Sunday Scribblings)

I do not want a ration
I need all your passion

Two pigeons  on the grass
I love them as I pass

A new leaf sprouts
my emotions shout

I can not wait for the night
to hold your hands with delight

Of all things I choose love
because I am a dove