Sombre dress dark hair smoky eyes dark shades black purse silver earrings high heels red lips & a secret smile that sheds true colours if you dare inspiring it She walks time with confident strolls controlled ambitions assertive sight decisive actions courageous goals yet she trembles when hugged passionately yet…
Category: Thoughts
Who are you?
I saw you in the front cover of a magazine and wondered who you are Your photographer’s name is mentioned in an article signed with its author’s name Your photo is there the camera’s brand the lens aperture light conditions all is clearly detailed You remain…
Then you are!
23:59 — February 18 2030 Here I am Then you are So innocent you I? I remember holding this same letter (a weird object) questioning its authenticity Here I am writing it now feeling stuck in an anticausal reality …
Permission to dream
Poetics – Writing to the Art of Danny Gregory –a combination of polished and spontaneous creation | at dVerse Poets Pub. The monk said I shall remove all thoughts all moods all colours … a blank mind Eyelids closed Vocal chords relaxed Arms not comfortable I…
A conflict
Air without wind –I’m asking for movement Desire covered by emptiness Hope where fantasy died –I’m still asking for motion Clouds walking with birds Leaves in windy spirals Breeze touching my lips –I am amused by this! _____Adriana Citlali XXII-IV-MMXII XV-I-MMXV
There comes winter
I follow the smoke unaware Its swirling path mirrors the mist of my thoughts … or not —I whisper when I catch my wanders Autumn is almost death There comes winter and the heavy blackness … or not —I hope for snow and solar storms frosted…
Pervasive fireplace
You are all fired up sending flames of distress instead of cozy warmness I question you Why not colour this night with dancing sparkles? Why not share your radiant warmness? Why not show a smoky smile? You answer in ardent movements consuming news in abrasive outbursts…
Colourful freshness: life food
Today at the dVerse | Poets Pub, Abhra asked two interesting questions: 1) Do you feel that your food, in some way or other, defines you? 2) can we use food as metaphor? Read more at Poetics : Food for thought. Colourful freshness: life food I stare at your half…
News of the day
October 22 11:53 Oslo 2014 I wait for you at the fountain across the theatre A street-violinist plays “Cielito Lindo” I can’t but think about forty three Mexican students missing in Guerrero thousands of deaths –the North America drug war a world…
I will fall again
I fall under the influence of the blues beats and sounds this silence and that elusive sharp note I wait until you feel as I do until you observe rhythms in the moon until my hand is held by yours We dance at…