Reverberations, 2013 My Wilderness

* my wilderness at twilight  . is such to mellow out on cords you play softly dawning as dusk falls  . ghostly sounds  . of missing a missing soul of kisses missed invite me to stay today . . Filed under: Poetry

Up in Smoke

* embers in the dark reminisces of what once was . your voice burns still below a memory gazing helplessly . your moves a magnet in the dark fleeting screams never exhausted . I could not help but be set on fire suddenly . time is robbing us of any present . this was when […]

Up in Smoke

* to be with you it’s like jumping on a racing train feeling the air against my face stronger than . when I was running alone on my own legs me giving you my face with a smile fixed by the fast pace . we in time out of time running out of time . […]

Alti viaggi, 2013

* se poesia è tocco breve e veloce quanto vuoi . non frasi allungate che disegnino territori uno scatto che catturi fermi estenda . lo spazio intorno il tocco che entra e brucia le distanze delle parole troppe a cui siamo abitudine il silenzio denso sorpresa . e lo spazio vasto vuoto da occupare d’inesprimibile […]

Reverberations, 2013

* belonging to oneself . is more important for some than belonging to another no need to explain choices nor to be dissipated in the dark longing to be . . Filed under: Poetry