Poem 42

your drawing for me
painted with coffee and red wine
in the taberna's paper towel, gone
the M train delayed
by the storm
fetch the mcqueen t-shirt
bring the darth vader one as well
mess is not more
endeavours unreached
flowers cyanotypes
a ball of light
the bungalow in the woods
by the seaside
I have no battles in my heart
blurred photos, no long lens
it is not D-day
is there still much turbulence
inside you?
a sepia photo, maybe? do you prefer
a  platinotype?
between scylla and charybdis
what will the choice be?
you've tried to cross the border
a line so long it reached the desert
those diamond dogs
and the giant orange cat in the living room
competing with the two porcelain dalmatians
that guard the door
it does not make sense? be bold
keep writing down the musical summary
don't forget the golden shoes to match
the worn out trainers
did I told you, now you have to go?

Poem 41

colourful ice-cream
october winds, november vases
a faraway lands awaits
the day turns cold
gentle little steps in the sand
signs of love, perspective
not what we thought
for here I am for you, even if not
when desired. or may it be I scare you?
do you not know who I am?
when I was there, we were there
as one, laughing, smiling, running
october winds, november vases
the shadow spreads, your heart fearful
mine shattered, in tandem with the waves
cleaning the hurt, allowing myself to
feel the warmness of your smile
a rose planted miles across, watered with hope
I drove through frozen roads
a cozy two-bedroom for us
october winds, november vases
it was not a plan, it was a game of quidditch

De pernas para o ar

Poem 40

the falconer’s arm
streched
for the drangonfly to land
rumbling around
a basket case inside a basket
and a few more,
mounted together, tight
in a secret card game
like russian dolls
surprising the viewer