Poem 15

a bad boy with a heart of gold
throws a dot of crimson jello
has the sun rises and the thunder cracks
if my backbone had been broken
maybe it all was cleared at once
that day you were away, I took your bed
in the morning, four times I washed my skin
tiny drops of you, fuzzy glow
a castle of ice cubes, a tray of jade
amazing whims, a jointure of swirls
a roaring fire, caged lion, and in no time
i would like to fully see what those trousers hide

Poem 14

that curious smile of yours intrigued me
i’m not distracted from my body
just keep myself away from disenchantment
showered with attention, charmed sweetly
still not liking to account to anyone
I started to perceive a thousand possibilities
- far more shinier – where nothing was
one foot on hold, maybe unwanted sadness
would creep again, I begin allowing
a sunnier, summery flare in
if for nothing more, for you

Poem 13

i liked it when there was share
in a confined space of debate
it was an extraordinary time
of genuine anger and defiance
no sentence was random
none of my books vulgar
a daily practice of speech
buttoned up in golden sealing-wax
twice a day, small talk
then, a night of wonders

Poem 12

come gather gratuitous grace
only for a few boyish, exalted and
tactful moments of stolen delight
may a wrong thing taste so good
and a nuisance to everybody be
a joyful bliss in leather seats
for a cast of spells and two drops of want
that wins a ride in a slippery slope
even if not all that glitters is gold
an hour of honey gestures
makes the deed but betrays reason
and if time would to still and apologies redeemed
the tale could had not been fully told
addressing time, will, wit to the
hasty but gentle discovery

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