The birth of a poem...

The essence of very tiny detail, like a carefully placed comma, or an invisible sigh of admiration, distilled into dewdrops sliding over the long green leaves that protect tulips from overexposure, redeeming the beautiful bold color and adding a dimension of its own.

Then letting it go into thin air, like a weightless particle,arriving in far-away places, like a carefully thought-out idea, a blissful singular event, a flash of infinitesimal brightness, arriving at noon, completely negating shadows and at the same time completely absolving them.

The reign of calm arrived with these words and it is here to stay...

Friday, December 30, 2011

New beginnings

We have all the time in the world.
And there's always a part of me that will know when's the best time
To give in, to let go.
A sum of all parts, ethereal, transient, essential and concrete
And a dash of certainty when thoughts and eyes meet
And always time to do more
To dare, to dream....

Be happy, healthy and wise in 2012, and thanks for reading my blog.
Best wishes!

Monday, December 26, 2011

Optical Illusion

Here is there.
Over there is just not right.
Reading behind a mirror.
Looking for the trick.
The double vision. The candle.
The shadow. The voices in the box.
The particles and the waves.
The stars and the sand.
Overwhelmed in a trickle, in a blur.
Mixed emotions. Never sip from another's cup.
Inebriated, feeling sad.
Down on the corner. Confused.
Too far away, too close.
Never adding up to the attempt of the hand
To reach out and touch what happens to be there
but springs out of reach forever more.