Tuesday, 9 April 2019

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



Monday, 8 April 2019

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

Saturday, 5 January 2019

Wednesday, 2 January 2019

Friday, 19 January 2018

Poem 39

recurring words
found among friends
blood, sweat, madness,
beer, wine, turmoil
psychopathy, oblivion
self-destruction
like they and all around
is drifting, drawning,
encapsulated in mighty darknesses
surfing tidal waves of despair
confusion and hurt
observing from afar
i process, under the stars

Sunday, 14 January 2018

Poem 38

Two turns
Black, blue, pink aside
Come late, play dead, sit still
Backwards the sound, mute left channel
Layers of magnetic pinball wizzards
Semi light adobe, smoking trails
Close, running tracks, skate pipes
Descend the hill, scaffold ropes
Dangling like snakes, run
Make for fun, gist of life
Too grand a dream to grasp
Night, tucked in bed, silence

Wondering, what if

Haiku 14

três garrafas tombadas
casacos abandonados

ao som de bolas de bilhar

Poem 37

Everyday we sit, reading
On the sand by the bay
Under the apple trees
Red, orange, yellow
Drying clay entangled in stars
Brand new, the day,
Takes us away, far
Far from home
Close to Europa
Ice, sun, sea

Basking in delight

Thursday, 28 December 2017

Madalena

Mary

Thomas

Tuesday, 28 November 2017

Primavera

Outono

Monday, 27 November 2017

Sweet Scary

Friday, 24 November 2017

Imaginary

Sea Creatures


Thursday, 23 November 2017


Reluz

Ice & Green

Shadow Tree


Friday, 3 November 2017

Thursday, 2 November 2017

Arnold & Andrea

Monday, 30 October 2017

Ghost Flowers

Wings

Friday, 15 September 2017