Poem 11

in trying to deny herself, anna saw a way out
if everybody departed who is to stay?
Is cowardice just a wise judgment?
what is so honourable in leaving?
if staying demands such a greater effort?
anna kept asking one question after another
but the answer did not show
a fortnight passed, her firm trial
from a box of principles, surrender a smile
at last! an answer
if she would stand still, just letting time pass
not making a fuss nor using her will
it all should fall into place
since nothing changed and the cosy safety
remained a gentle requirement
to any distress to occur
the next day, a sunny one,
anna felt reassured in her thought
so happy, wondering and rightful
but a mile down the road, brusquely
the path twisted and a detour sign
made her turn left
left felt wrong, a liberating nuisance
yet a betrayal to reason
and reason, we all know
it is an uttermost possession for anna

Poem 10

it has been a time of paint
two walls, side by side, arranged neatly
an unfashionable fashion of sorts
mirrored in layers of funky swirls
unfathomable sparks of a happy past
too narrow for its own sake
eager fingers running across soft skin
parading thrills, tidy, immaculate
restored links. never moved nowhere
a friendly gesture, let the guard down
embrace the exquisite surprise
found among avocados and palm trees
a velvet tiger, ready to jump, tearing claws
take my hand, come running, come running
come here today, depart, replace
have a roll in the wide trimmed lawn

Poem 9

tell me, what was the point of it all?
the fuss and the thrill of methodically collect
precious unique things
creating layers of amazeness
never give away, never lend, never let go
stash in boxes, pile in corners, cover from dust.
a labour of love, threadbare from impulse
a fête turned fester, carving fast
inside it rebels, aghast by lost wander
the gentle candour of an empty triangle
a life built around sweets and treats
retain your possessions, a coup d’etat of the heart
no fall from grace, no elegance, no ethics
only a small trace of failure taken aback
by the smooth sound of the tide

Poem 8

for you i resign my power
it is one thing or the other, not both
no, not both. so sadly one can not have both...
in the orange stripped roller-coaster
the simplest of things, so hard to spell
a sly fellow swirls around the flowerless magnolia
i rise, my hands on your hips, a drowning stare
the vast sky broken by tv antennas and concrete facades
just the other day i have heard you, laughing for her
i was there, in the other room
nicely throwing away your books
a slow burn turned inwards, look at me
can you see it? is it there, under the cupboard?
obvious as a cat tail out of the door
being the quiet spec­tator in the background has no other meaning but to keep
an overwhelming urge under restrain

Poem 7

it is almost there, it is almost there
all set aside, brightly shaped, soon to be taken
the silver bus on the side lane awaits
for the never to be unfolding drama
here my will is broken, such a confined pretty room
row, row up the stream, find a gem, turn it down
a perfect line of leavesless trees
it is spring, in a minute a soft greener than green roof
will mute our thoughts
i kiss and caress your hair, words undone, of no use
goodbye my love, it was great
slowly, slowly, pass towards an ageing garden
do not. do not do that old trick, do not walk on the wire
i will not be here to hold you
there is a dash of pink around the corner
a fresh smell of strawberries, a river gaze
through the window a more pleasant view
inside is cold, a caged growing ambition
now it is almost there, it is almost there
your smile wakes me up, i long for it
just let me come across these feeble roaring dragons
and soon, so soon, in a second, i’ll be with you, sweetie

an older poem #1

it’s not the smile I want
but the marble flesh
no time to waist,
please lay by my side
let’s play that game of wanders
as your poem rises
when it sets, a moment of pause,
and then, let’s move on

Poem 6

crushing parties, crushing parties, crushing parties
all night, no stop
leap forward, leap forward, leap forward
back into my arms
sing a nasty song, sing a nasty song, sing a nasty song
crush me above and below
set a riot on the wall
search aside, search aside, search aside
turn to me , fall on your knees
make the night a day, stay away
dig for gold, dig for gold, dig for gold
lay down, come close, let me strike you
let me take you under the waterfall
don’t make a sound, be mine