I want to live in a world,
where I can smile,
I want to live in a world,
where I can cry,
...
i will not blind you,
and I will not strike you with my brightness,
if you want to find me
you will always find me in the same place, on its axis
...
I feel your shivers nestling inside me,
I feel the trace of your embrace, I want to cry
In the midst of old dreams, I wonder
And I don't wonder, I run, and I don't run,
...
sometimes love is like a superficial vein full of varicose,
swollen, twisted,
stretched to unsightly, non-existent,
unbearable
...
the dawn rises over the forest,
the dawn promised to wait for us
in the eyes of the eagle the drums smile
and dance
...
I
Once upon a time, on a Monday morning sun,
There was a blue wind in the west Rootabaga Country,
...
The master of the dawn said: - It's strange to be here
on the black lips of the fields, and the evening caught up in between drops,
black trees making me shiver, - Kalos Gheron all dressed up in wet clothes,
blowing hair in the sky and a long beard rooting in the ground,
...
I can't afford to forget you
What are you doing darling? I'm thinking of you today,
...
if
we were a little closer to each other you would say we were born in japan
and the japanese inspired their philosophy from us,
you, flawed beauty, impermanent and incomplete,
...
is real,
one more time,
no, no, no
yes, yes, yes
...
like a twist in your guts,
like a lizard crawling in the grass:
look, how much gold we have,
plenty of gold,
...
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The Child Of The Sun
it is a shadow
of the tree
dark lighting
at the zenith of the day, tasting
the sweat on man's forehead
the child of the sun
it is a shadow
of grass
opaque existence
angle of light
in the calmness of the earth
the child of the sun
it is a shadow, silently
following the man
to the water spring
in the valley of springs,
the mother sun
quenches its thirst
with the tears of the earth,
the child of the sun
it is a shadow
THank you THomas! It means a lot to me your words of appreciation! I say about your poetry that is Touching Touching Touching. How is writing in the last month? Did you do more reading videos on youtube? : )
I wrote a poem based on your "the Red Thread" which, in some ways, reminds me of the poetry of my acquaintance, the American poet George Oppen (1908-1984) .