My Places December 18, 2008

I’m free .. I proclaim uselessly

My soul in torture.. can’t find a way

To break through this world of body language

I fee my illiterate fences

Fancy cars.. I find it an impossible task

To memorize all their trade marks

As shining jewelry obtained

By scrambled mannequins ..

Signed with figures terminal..of sounds

 

In each struggle to approach

I fail.. can’t find a way to crawl in

Crowds talking about initiatives

Making up colors ..shades of white

Skulls wrapped in camels hair .. wigs..

Walk certain of their beauty..

Like swans.. never realized how soaked

Stroke to that beyond

I keep distance

 

……and I.. too poor always been

 and tired..

Of playing roles never mine

Such a big difference to that place

Where I belong.. to my heart..

My own music I conduct..

Here where I tasted adornment

And ornaments..of my own

Don’t ask me to jump over there

Where it’s tasteless and tactful

There where I do not belong

At weddings..

At funerals..

At grandhills hotels..

And mines..and cages..

At zoos.. and manuscripts

 

Take me to sonnets

Take me to wild ranges

Take me to your rage

Take me to your jolts

To your lightenings..

Under the pillowed tree

Inside my cocoon heart

I feel safe..in wait..

for my final release..

 

 

 

 

absorbance December 10, 2008

Some leaves are sponges

absorbing light.. as wedges

accepting defeats as victories

embracing the universe

gazing at stars.. riding the winds

ruining walls unveiling insights

fighting fiercely to get that ocean ride

 

……There…..

Can’t get too involved in oceanic rage

Droplets of fear measured

in motion tides.. and foamy trance

A cruel movement I can’t precise

Squeeze no more, the bottom already

tied up.. spitting white saliva and dilemmas

not fit in brains nor in senses..

in common .. nor in adapted..

 

Turn .. spin it around..

Spread it all ..

in green lanes..instead

and migrate to other spaces..

Deliver it to the sun..

Show yourself.. abandon it

Spread your nudity

Deliver your pain..dry it up

under the sun beams..

until shivers..wrinkles and quivers

 

You are not to be blamed

How to differentiate of cruelty and innocence?

your rights or others’?

When  all ears turn deaf..paralysed

by chaotic noises.. of hearing drums ..

hitting beats.. headaches and migraines

When no one listens.. busy in privacy

and seldom affairs..

 

It makes no difference at all..

since In fall…

leaves are always free-delivered

at your front door

..

 

 

 

 

His servant December 1, 2008

Transported to His world

Under His demand

He lets me collect few words

Flowers from His realm

A capture of an instant rapture

 

With a handful of insights

A borrowed hand

Holding a pen..

Words utter what

The mind conceives not

 

A gift a reward providing

Some sort of delight

“I”, a voice of “He”

A device in his hand

Yearns to be…

His loyal servant

Shiny at day and velvet at night.

 

Mich

Transcending and Ascending.. in endless simultaneous exchange December 1, 2008

 transcend and ascend simultaneously

Promptly, punctually without any delay

The earth arms are here to welcome your matter

Transfer your irrational diseases through my trunk

Let it all be buried into the soil

The soil of our decomposed ancestors

Enriches our leaves.. our enchantments

Our melodies.. our hymns

Strengthens our faith..

Fastens our strength

 

And we rise up from death to life

Head- up.. arms opened, eyes closed

with a smile..  we receive the rays..

We get carried away.. silently

We believe we exist,

In our existence…

The faith of some God,

Whose word is sacred..

Thus are our words..

Shall be prominent

When the flesh is exterminated

Echoes of the heart will always remain..

 

 

 

Mich