Watching prairies go by

200 wheels cutting speed, 
somewhere in the south 
of an intoxicated patchouly land, 
along iron rails, 

as I took her in one hand, 
we had just met, 
not even said hi! 

Moved adrift, 
against the train window 
gently landing, 
there 

we stayed 
watching prairies 
go by.

Nereids as raining kisses

Drained on ashes,
after joy and tempest
thirsty he sailed
through rivers and seas,
to wash away that
stupid sadness he fought
fatigue and desire
angry!
to cry victory
he dreamed of yellow
roses, raising
from his dirty hands
he swallowed
water,
deep in agony
almost gone,
Nereids as raining kisses,
he was
gifted
by visions
endorsed by Tetis
into a splendid,
glorious,
peaceful,
tomorrow...

On the verge of yellow excitement

On the verge of yellow
excitement,
he turned left
in avoidance.

I saw it happen
while watching,
    (delighted with
    the yellow
    color)
how he almost
seduced,
shadows,
clouds
and thunder,
to become one
and both
forever.

automatic wording

Line, vacuum, blue,
Shadow, pit, gutter,
Balance, faint, uncertain
Light, blunt, sunset.

Real line real

Allow your self a thought:

Just about anywhere
you draw your finger,
you get an irrelevant,
evanescent dot, of
the infinite
there is between two
figures.

Try going on....
let your self surprise by
repetition.

Build upon the sum,
their respectable
herd,
an endless sum
of humble
infinities,

take form,
adding up for
the existence,
of something
infinitely
BIGGER.

I wish I could!

I wish I had the time
to walk at twilight,
throughout desolated cityscapes.

I wish I had the eye and soul
to see,
the beauty
nature unfolds.

I whish I could capture
those tiny, fleeting
moments,
as you did;

like autumn leaves,
randomly spread,
searching their way,
telling us:
"time to change!"

I wish I could!

a moment on your onw

a moment on your onw: take it, as a must; way to become your self conscious of who you are. Is not the same as being alone, cause when on your own you let others gather and share the core of your soul.

Desire

Lemon yellow
short shorts,
dressing slim tanned legs.

Bouncing steps.

Vaporetto at a distance
approaching,
nails firmly grabbing
water marks,
like paper,
stamped around
on buildings.

Scents of modern art
embedding
long naked necks,
nostrils begging for
more.

Short shorts getting close by...

End.

born world

a word in his mind kept sounding and rushing,
as repetition took him deep,
in inner landscapes,
until...
the moment his mouth spoke
loud
and clear,
he felt the warmth
of the newly
born,
world.

deskaholic

Just above the line where
rhythm controls the beat,
he took a deep breath
and closed eyes
on meditation.

"I hate working under pressure!",
he let go,
silently,
with his most
dimmed
voice.

on the stairways

Sitting on my own,
on the stairways,
old man passing by.

I used to
drink on my own,
after hours,
just before the sunrise,
kissing the full moon,
trash men washing
piss, puke, sorrow.

Sound of engines,
digesting,
as the night went by.

I used to
sit on my own,
after hours,
old lisbon quarters,
gazing the full moon,
kissing the river,
just before the sun rise.

Stuff to know

[good] Stuff to know when you're gone:

life will go on,
love and hate will still booster humanity,
nature and eternity will be there for you,
the laws of the universe will carry its course unchangeably,
poetry of maths will stubbornly keep playing Cupido.

tudo o que por aí houver

e tudo o que por aí houver, podeis usar
para ler, criticar, deleitar;
mas se preferirdes ou assim o entenderdes,
pegai em coisa alguma e ide fo der des.

despiu a roupa que trazia

ávido de ser ele mesmo,
despiu a roupa que trazia,
e caminhou, sereno.
já dentro de água, sentiu-se;
partilhando,
o que restava de si.

a lua continuou a avançar

Embalada pelo odor morno da noite,
a cidade deixou-se adormecer.
No céu, a lua,
continuou a avançar,
rumo ao ocaso,
ébria de memórias,
guardadas,
mas por contar.