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...



Monday, February 27, 2012

Save me

Save me from the waves of light and sound
Keep me away from the sea on dry ground
Only thoughts of gentle, calm, moments
To avoid the fury of the fire
and the rest of the elements.
Strip me off all signs of vanity.
Look closely for other signs of the soul
Going astray.
Follow the scent of the roses
For the sake of sanity
And let your sharp instincts
Find the infested flowers
Before they wither away
Beyond the perfumed artificial mask
Eliminate the festering, before it's too late
For the white noise to cover, like snow
All those stains of sound on time
We couldn't let go with the waves.

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