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THEY MOVE AS INSECTS

In the glow that binds our souls,
A gallery of nature’s art unfolds,
And through shattered life, we find our way,
Amidst windows of friendship’s ray.
Forget not my key, in this boundless sky,
Where mysteries and sacrifices lie,
Even the forest’s stones, in hasty flight,
Across low bridges, they take their light.

They move like insects, their appetite,
Devouring all the radiant light,
On desks, they feast, and gloves they claim,
With indolence, they play their game.
Oppressed by the weight of bird and bone,
In aluminum letters, their shadows shone,
Upon me, they cast their spectral grace,
In this solar system, our screens embrace.

Where stars of lead in marble fall,
Upon cobbled floors, like birds enthralled,
In their drunken flight, they dance so free,
Feasting on the hanged man’s mystery.
With liana’s stores, they seek their way,
A captive fish in a world of gray,
White phosphorus gleams in its eyes,
With castle footprints, the wind complies.

A tray of spring, the wind doth bear,
From a cement nest, it takes its share,
Forever dispossessed, it leaves its root,
Forever thirsty for lands aloof,
A tantalizing enigma, we chase,
In hands where mirrors once found their place.

The mirrors, they carry bridges, they say,
Reflecting bays in their fiery display,
Lime trees stand with simple grace,
Their carpeted emanations embrace.
May the fires of beauty rise and shine,
In memory’s garden, a gift divine,
To the sun, where secrets are unfurled,
On the island’s edge, in a distant world,
In the realm of dreams, where lanterns gleam,
May our hearts be touched by the lamp’s soft beam.

:: 09.01.2023 ::


THE SPOKEN TRUTH OF ROMEO & JULIET

In fair Verona’s realm, where love did sprout,
Two souls conversed, their hearts casting doubt.
A tale of passion, tragedy unfold,
Romeo and Juliet, their story told.

Romeo:

O Juliet, sweet Juliet, thine eyes so fair,
A love forbidden, yet we both dare.
Through feuding kin, our hearts have found their way,
In clandestine meetings, night turns to day.

Juliet:

Romeo, dear Romeo, a name I hold,
A Montague, a tale both new and old.
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose,
By any other name would smell as sweet, I suppose.

Romeo:

Thine innocence and grace, a radiant sight,
In moonlit whispers, love takes its flight.
On yonder balcony, you do shine,
A beacon of hope in this feud’s dark line.

Juliet:

Yet Fate, it plays a cruel hand, my love,
A tempest stirs, like clouds above.
Tybalt’s anger, Mercutio’s fall,
A web of tragedy, entwined in all.

Romeo:

Oh Juliet, my heart doth ache with woe,
Love’s light and shadow in this tale we know.
With poison’s kiss, I sought to find release,
To join thee, love, in everlasting peace.

Juliet:

Romeo, deceived, thy death I see,
A potion’s sleep, to reunite thee and me.
In life and death, our love shall persist,
A tale of passion, on Fate’s sharp twist.

Romeo:

But hark, dear Juliet, let lessons ring,
Of love’s endurance, through pain it will cling.
In Verona’s streets, our spirits reside,
A love eternal, where destinies collide.

Juliet:

So let our tale, a beacon be,
A symbol of love’s unyielding decree.
Though we are gone, our love lives anew,
In every heart that beats, in skies so blue.

:: 01.01.1593 ::


Vowels of Life’s Tapestry

A black and silent “A” I’ve found,

Velvet-clad, a swarm profound,
Around the cruel’s fetid ground,
In shadows steeped, it doth abound.

An “E” of mist and candid air,
Like tents and lances, proud and fair,
Through glaciers white, it seems to dare,
And shivers of parsley, light as prayer.

“I” in purples, crimson hue,
Bloody salivas, emotions true,
Lonely smiles, a tearful view,
In penitence or anger, too.

Oh, “U,” with waves of greenish hue,
Divine shudders, seas renew,
Pastoral peace and cattle’s coo,
On furrowed brows, alchemy’s cue.

“O,” a clarion call divine,
Strange stridencies, sounds entwine,
Worlds and Angels therein shine,
Violet ray, her Eyes align.

In humanities voice, these vowels weave,
A tapestry of beauty, life conceive,
a choice of words, like winds that grieve,
Unveiling truth, a heart’s reprieve.

:: 07.27.2023 ::

Poet’s Notes:

(This is the teacher’s note to explain this poem)

“Vowels of Life’s Tapestry” – An Analysis

In “Vowels of Life’s Tapestry,” the poet crafts a symphony of linguistic and sensory imagery, invoking the reader to traverse the woven intricacies of life and emotion through the prism of vowels. Each vowel becomes a brushstroke on the canvas of existence, an element of meaning that transcends its phonetic role to become an embodiment of experience. This poem carries an air of profound reflection and insight, a hallmark of a poet.

The opening lines, “A black and silent ‘A’ I’ve found, / Velvet-clad, a swarm profound,” immediately capture attention through the juxtaposition of imagery: the blackness and silence of the letter “A” is paired with the tactile and auditory sense of “velvet-clad” and “swarm.” This hints at the duality of life, where the seemingly silent and inert holds depth and complexity beneath the surface.

The imagery continues to evolve as the poet traverses through each vowel. The “E” is described as “mist and candid air,” evoking a sense of transparency and possibility. The mention of “glaciers white” and “shivers of parsley” conveys both strength and fragility, creating an atmosphere of audacious challenge.

“I” is portrayed with vivid emotions – “purples, crimson hue,” “bloody salivas,” and “lonely smiles” offer a vivid panorama of the human experience, ranging from passion to sorrow. The poet masterfully weaves the dichotomy of “penitence or anger,” underscoring the complexity of emotions that the vowel encapsulates.

The letter “U” is associated with “waves of greenish hue,” summoning visions of renewal and serenity. “Pastoral peace and cattle’s coo” reinforce a sense of idyllic harmony, but the mention of “furrowed brows” and “alchemy’s cue” hints at the alchemical nature of transformation and the deeper layers of existence.

The climactic vowel, “O,” is painted as a “clarion call divine,” eliciting an aura of sacred resonance. The interplay of “strange stridencies” and “Worlds and Angels therein shine” invokes a cosmic connection, as if the vowel itself is a portal to higher understanding. The image of “Violet ray, her Eyes align” merges the celestial and earthly, illuminating the connection between the macrocosm and microcosm.

As the poem concludes, the vowels are hailed as creators of “a tapestry of beauty.” The weaving of vowels, like winds that “grieve,” is reminiscent of both the fragility and resilience of existence. Their power to “unveil truth” and grant “a heart’s reprieve” reinforces their role as conduits of meaning and wisdom.

In conclusion, “Vowels of Life’s Tapestry” is a masterful composition that marries linguistic elements with profound insights. The imagery and associations tied to each vowel are laden with metaphorical significance, revealing layers of emotion, experience, and the interconnectedness of all things. Through this piece, the poet beckons readers to explore the profound meanings lurking within the seemingly mundane components of language, and in doing so, illuminate the profound truths that underpin human existence.


S-P-A-C-E-C-A-T-T-E-R-S

s-p-a-c-e-c-a-t-t-e-r-s
how
b)e ari)v(ing
downheredisperse
SSPACECATT
eringon
(t(o-
bThe):l
eB
!d:
S b
(s
sKyDiNg . cAaTtEsEr)
to
dea(si)ltt(er)ingly
,spacecatter;

:: 08.16.2023 ::

Poet’s Notes:

I wrote this poem for students of linquistics and poetry. Here is what I mean:

The poem is a visual and linguistic experiment that plays with the arrangement of letters to create both a typographic structure and a narrative. The title “s-p-a-c-e-c-a-t-t-e-r-s” hints at the primary visual aspect of the poem, where letters are spaced out to form distinct words. Let’s break down the poem into sections and analyze its possible meanings:

Visual Structure:
The poem is constructed using deliberate spacing and formatting, breaking down words into individual letters to create a unique visual pattern. The letters are spaced out and arranged in a way that makes reading the text an intentional challenge.

Title: “s-p-a-c-e-c-a-t-t-e-r-s”
The title suggests that the poem revolves around the concept of spacing and scattering letters. It prepares the reader for the unconventional layout and encourages them to interpret the arrangement.

First Section:
The word “how” appears to be a prompt, inviting the reader to engage with the poem’s structure and content.

Second Section:
The phrase “b)e ari)v(ing” suggests the act of arriving, but with letters interspersed to create a sense of fragmentation. The parentheses within the letters may represent interruptions or deviations from the expected pattern.

Third Section:
“downheredisperse” is intended to be read as “down here disperse,” suggesting an action of scattering or spreading apart.

Fourth Section: “SSPACECATT”
This section might represent a variation of the title, emphasizing the repeated letters and fragmented nature of the text. “CATT” is a reference to a cat, which is associated with curiosity and exploration.

Fifth Section: “eringon(t(o-“
The words “ering” and “on” is deciphered in this section. The use of parentheses and hyphens adds to the sense of disarray and fragmentation.

Sixth Section: “bThe):l”
The letters “b” and “l” are more prominently visible, while “The” appears partially. The presence of parentheses and a colon creates ambiguity and intrigue.

Seventh Section: “eB”
This section refers to the previous “b” and “e” letters, connecting with the earlier section.

Eighth Section: “!d:”
The exclamation mark and the colon further emphasize the unconventional punctuation and formatting.

Ninth Section: “S b”
The letters “S” and “b” stand out, but their meaning remains enigmatic. Let the reader decide!

Tenth Section: “(s”
The letter “s” within parentheses adds another layer of complexity.

Eleventh Section: “sKyDiNg .cAaTtEsEr)”
The words “Sky” and “Catter” are more visible in this section. The capitalization of “Sky” and “Catter” suggests potential significance.

Twelfth Section: “to”
The word “to” is isolated, indicating a transition or direction.

Thirteenth Section: “dea(si)ltt(er)ingly”
The word “dealt” is partially visible, surrounded by parentheses. This section adds to the sense of linguistic playfulness.

Fourteenth Section: “spacecatter;”
The word “spacecatter” is complete, connecting back to the title. The semicolon adds to the ambiguity of the poem’s ending.

In summary, the poem “s-p-a-c-e-c-a-t-t-e-r-s” is a blend of visual art and textual experimentation. It encourages readers to explore the connections between fragmented words, phrases, and letters while inviting personal interpretation. The intentional disruption of traditional linguistic structure challenges the reader’s conventional expectations of reading and meaning.

The poem creates an abstract and surreal experience, prompting contemplation on the interplay between form and content in poetry.

:: 08.16.2023 ::


A SEARCHING HEART – An Ode to Love’s Unveiling

Oh, let my soul resound and heart’s melody trill,
Within this tapestry of words, a symphony to thrill,
Each thread of my being’s art, a love-filled quill,
Binding us in sweetness, an embrace no time can kill.

Beneath a summer’s sky, my spirit’s call does soar,
Resting in grace, like emerald leaves gently adore,
A blade of green, a whisper of love’s ancient lore,
In nature’s embrace, our hearts entwine even more.

My voice, a cascade of life’s essence and flow,
Crafted by the touch of lands where breezes blow,
Born of generations, the roots that deeply grow,
At thirty-seven, my journey begins, a love to know.

Beliefs and doctrines set aside, love takes the lead,
A spell of introspection, where truth finds its seed,
Welcoming all voices, whatever they may plead,
Love’s tapestry unfurls, a kaleidoscope indeed.

Nature’s wild energy, a primal force takes flight,
Unrestrained, unbound, in the day’s pure light,
A symphony of passion, in the starry night so bright,
Love’s fire burning fierce, an eternal flame alight.

In homes adorned with fragrant, tender delight,
Shelves of memories, in scents taking flight,
I inhale, mesmerized, love’s sweet, fragrant rite,
In this aromatic dance, our souls take flight.

The essence’s allure captivates, yet senses stay clear,
The untamed air, unbroken, whispers truth in the ear,
A fragrance of connection, no distance, no mere veneer,
Love’s gentle breeze, eternal, always near.

To the forest’s edge, I tread, love’s truth to share,
Baring my soul, vulnerability laid bare,
Craving nature’s touch, the wildness we declare,
Two hearts beating as one, an affair beyond compare.

Breath’s smoke, love’s echoes, whispers of silk,
Roots of passion, desires that never wilt,
My life’s rhythm dances to love’s secret lilt,
Day and night blend, our hearts forever built.

The scent of leaves, of sea-rocks kissed by sea,
In barn’s warm hold, hay’s fragrant glee,
These aromas remind of you and me,
Love’s symphony composed, a life’s masterpiece to be.

Words, like breath, take flight upon the wind’s gentle kiss,
A kiss, a touch, love’s language we never miss,
Tender embraces, love’s passion found in this,
In the realm of our hearts, our eternal bliss.

Light and shade, a dance on trees so fine,
Supple branches sway, as souls intertwine,
In solitude’s calm or life’s bustling line,
Love’s fire burns bright, eternally divine.

Wellness sensed, midday’s song in tune,
Melody of our hearts, from slumber to noon,
Greeting the sun, love’s warmth, like a boon,
In love’s embrace, two hearts forever swoon.

Have you measured the world or its endless scope?
Grasped poems’ truths, unlocked meanings’ rope?
Felt the surge of love, the passion’s ardent slope?
In this universe of us, our eternal hope.

Stay by my side, from dawn to twilight’s grace,
All verses’ wellspring, in love’s embrace,
Earth and sun’s essence, our love’s cosmic space,
Golden light of a thousand suns, love’s eternal chase.

No more through others’ eyes, truth we perceive,
Past and ghosts, we no longer grieve,
Through our hearts’ gaze, love’s secrets we believe,
In the symphony of our souls, forever to cleave.

Hear the voices, sift them through love’s soul,
In thoughts’ kaleidoscope, together we’re whole,
Love’s journey, an eternal scroll,
Forever entwined, two halves form a unique whole.

More and forever, our love’s eternal flight,
Boundless as stars, in passion’s tender light,
Two souls as one, united and bright,
In the universe of love, everything feels right.

::03.03.1997 ::


LA CATEDRAL

Hail the uncompleted verse, in its state so diverse,
Within the lines it bides, for its moment to immerse,
A saga unresolved, a tale of noir and mist,
Woven into clarity, till its essence truly kissed.

Among metaphoric whispers, it wanders, seeks and lingers,
Words elusive, fleeting, like ephemeral singers,
Past rhymes have had their say, yet this one hesitates,
Questing for its resolution, as time oscillates.

Resting on imperfect beats, where irregularity meets,
Time becomes its partner, as patience softly greets,
Struggling through the maze, where fragments intertwine,
The unfinished rhyme persists, till its stars align.

Finally, the awaited instance gleams, as reality redeems,
The rhyme declares its truth, fulfilling its destined themes,
Contentment finds its way, a sublime, sweet release,
Unfurling its wings of words, soaring with newfound peace.

:: 08.09.2023 ::


WHISPERS OF YOU: AN ODE TO LOVE AND LIME TREES

In the realm of tales, your heart does roam, as if it has transcended the confines of reality and embraced a world woven with threads of imagination. Beneath the soft glow of a dim lamplight, it finds a home, a sanctuary where emotions intertwine with the flickering shadows. The lamplight becomes a silent witness to the stories your heart silently narrates.

A maiden walks by, her presence like a delicate brushstroke on the canvas of your musings. Charming in her ways, she navigates the world with a grace that captures your attention. Yet, beneath her father’s stern collar’s gaze, there’s a sense of constraint, a reminder of the boundaries that surround her life.

To her discerning eyes, you might appear naive, your actions tinted with a hint of the absurd. Clad in ankle boots, she walks with an air of determination, a quiet confidence that sets her apart. She glances back at you, a fleeting connection that seems to acknowledge the notes of your melodies that hang in the air, wavering and uncertain.

Love takes hold of you, its grip tightening as the days stretch towards August’s warm embrace. The sonnets you pour onto paper become messengers of your affection, each line carrying the weight of your emotions and dreams. With every word, you manage to bring genuine smiles to her face, an accomplishment that fuels your poetic fervor.

As love blossoms, the world around you changes. Friends who once filled your days begin to fade into the periphery. You find yourself drifting away from the familiar scenes, no longer an active participant in the activities that once defined your days. Yet, amidst this transformation, a new chapter unfolds. She writes to you, bridging the distance that sometimes separates two souls.

On the eve of connection, cafes become your gathering places once again. Whether it’s the bitterness of beer or the refreshing tang of lemonade, you indulge in the simple pleasures that life offers. Seventeen is an age of transition, where seriousness and carefree spirits dance together, creating a unique blend of experiences. Lime trees form a verdant cascade along the promenade, a reminder of the vibrant hues that life paints against the canvas of youth. The symphony of green leaves rustling in the wind echoes the symphony of your heart, filled with the beats of anticipation and the promises of the unknown.

:: 08.07.2023 ::


TO DEATH DID WE DEPART

I do not know you now, nor do I care,
I’ll admit the truth, no need to pretend.
Your name’s not mine to mend or to repair,
Yet I take up the cause, perhaps to defend.

For we have both known passion’s sweet delights,
Feet pressed together, his, and others too,
Their love, a swoon that set the world alight,
Anointed, kissed, and brought to depths anew.

You fell, you prayed, and I, like souls possessed,
Thirsty and hungry, yearning to be free,
Towards Calvary, our hearts were so obsessed!

— Calvary, righteous, where our souls will be,
In doubts and artful tears, we share our sin,
A simple death, united, deep within.

:: 08.04.2023 ::


MYSTERIOUS TEARS AND PAIN

O city rain, my heart does pour,
Its teardrops fall, what can restore?
This languid pain that strikes the core,
A wound profound, I can’t ignore.

Soft raindrops patter all around,
A gentle sound, a soothing sound,
Amidst this pain, sweet rain is found,
Yet still, my heart in grief is bound.

Why do tears fall, I can’t explain,
They fill my heart, like endless rain,
No lover’s lie, no faithless stain,
Just mournful tears, a constant strain.

No love, no hate, just this unknown,
Why my heart aches, why it’s thrown
Into a world of tears, alone,
I seek the answer, yet it’s sown.

:: 08.04.2023 ::


À L’AMANT MOYEN

ce soir, les rues
me chuchotent leurs secrets
et je m’éloigne
d’amis qui taquinent
sous un soleil de minuit

ah les étoiles
dans leur danse sombre
ne peut pas tenir
tout l’amour
je ne peux pas nier

solitaires, ils brillent
comme je fais
affamé
pour toi
pour ton amour

personne d’autre
peut me faire sentir bien
j’ai faim de toi
et toi seul
mon coeur chante au ciel

ce soir, la toile de mon coeur
est noir et bleu
comme je me promène
sous le regard de la lune
chanter ton nom

ils sont seuls
et moi aussi
affamé
pour toi
pour ton amour

il n’y a personne d’autre
personne d’autre
qui peut combler ce vide
je n’ai envie que de toi

ce soir ce soir

étoiles solitaires
briller dans la nuit
et j’ai faim
pour toi
pour ton amour

personne d’autre
peut me faire sentir bien
j’ai tellement faim, tellement faim de toi
pour ton amour

ce soir, j’erre dans les rues
loin de tout
amis taquins
et le soleil de minuit
me chuchote
mon coeur pleure
pour toi
pour ton amour

ce soir ce soir
ce soir ce soir
ce soir ce soir