Ten poems from “Winds of Words”
Selected poems in alphabetical order from “Graceful waves curl with pleasure” (sometimes in a somewhat revised form)
Ah! When the sun
kisses the day away.
Ah! When the sun
burns the night away.
Sun-rays
whipping the savannah.
Ah Kinchil!
Powerful sun-god,
Allah of the Mayas.
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She pronounces words
and so does he.
She’s speaking for herself
and so does he.
It’s all in vain.
Now it’s his turn again.
He talks about Sartre.
She answers that maybe it’s going to rain.
The icebergs are drifting apart.
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Ballerina,
sometimes you balance
like a one-legged flamingo.
Then again
you dance on the melody,
you fly away from earth-bound misery.
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Your arms wide open
begging for rain,
the clouds continue
their ride across the sky
with a devilish grin.
And your dry skin
cries for water.
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Your arms wide open
begging for rain,
the clouds continue
their ride across the sky
with a devilish grin.
And your dry skin
cries for water.
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On a moonless night
as restless as King Lear,
a bright-eyed, brown-skinned
island-girl, black coral-chain
around the neck, welcomed
me on Cythera.
And
the night was neither
restless nor moonless
anymore.
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In a spider’s web of streets
where cars roar like wounded animals
there are beehives full of crowds.
Aimlessly roaming herds of masses
lost in a howling loneliness
preyed upon by ruthless crime.
Thousand neon-signs but there
isn’t any sign of human kindness.
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The sun fell into the well of the night,
broke into thousand stars.
The moon is
dancing on the water,
kissing his silver bride.
Look at
me Mother Nature
and make me smile.
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The velvet touch of a falling leaf:
your look.
Your hands:
like warm, open fire in Winter.
A joyful day in August:
your mood.
Your voice:
gentle guitar in early Spring.
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The sun is desperately
trying to dry the sea,
because the aggressive sea
is embracing the island,
while the island itself, full
of bright colours, is drunk with the sun.
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