Nightless Summer

A canoe
glides to a bay silently
lake, dead calm
few clunks on beach
of rocks
sound withering only after
drifting on surface
shore to shore

I sit on a rock
little fire beside me
as a quilt, companion
we talk along, in silence

sun still shining
midnight, nightless night

The Starlight

When day is a mere leftover
of the night
and night grows in the shadows
to crush what was intended to
reconstruct in the light

when I raise my sight
at night
I do see holes in the quilt
of dark
lights screaming there
somewhere beyond
all is not after all
covered blank

somehow I should
build my way in
from here I tend to think
the lights seem too distant and
the holes so thin

Swollen

The rain in me
each drop swallows
me whole

it delivers without a goal
endless relentless
pull towards a void

sink sank sunken
unauthorized passing through
noise scattered seamless distraction

the flood in me
leaks and breaks through
out of pressured tiniest holes
crack and crumble, the dissolvement
all out of me floating
around me
knowing not
where to start to 
track the fragments lost in the stream

drink drank drunken
too much of the sting
of life to handle I think

The Ones Whom

When I am gone
warm soft sun
kisses my cheek
hello

thick gentle breeze
like voice of my mother
lifts me to morning like no another

mountain creek chirps me
to refresh

two set of smiles
shine closing towards me
granting me fulfillment of
what I was seeking
whole life

Dreaming Of Life

Singular plurality
crushing waves
the sting of time
that evolves as a blur
of mind
around the depiction that
caught your eye

bars and shackles
thoughts dissolving them
to avoid reality fall

the cap between wants
and needs desperate
to lift up beaten beauty
once called life

circulating thoughts in swirl
are morning's haze
vultures waiting the spirit
to cease the crawl to light

panics and tremors
electric shocked to numb in terror
hands and feet chopped
I kneel in dreams to
wake up one morning
to live

Into Blue

Soap bubbles rams my heart
in the abyss of blues
of your eyes
when I view,
pristine lakes of Colorodo's I've adored
in pictures, brought by eyes
of yours
alive in my
mundane life

as I sink in to your eyes
radiant fragile, child like dreams
still harboring


my heart drums with fury
albeit gently
as in the lasciviousness
as being one
exchanging glimpses
of souls eye to eye


ponderous in airy flight
of hummingbird's flaps that
come across gravity with
easygoing hi!


soars and grows smaller
against the infinity of skies
blue

Ocean Of Depression

Waves crushing
waves

beaten and done
use of the useless
thrown to harsh rocky beach like
a merry go round and roller-coaster of
life i asked
not, the whole amusement park

lying bare naked
eye muscles reaching to lid up
sand burns
my sight stings my blur

to get the wreckage up and going
is a thought passing by like a seagull
against the mesmerizing light
hope or mirage of a sunny beach

then the waves come storming
again to pull back to
her unforgiven arms
grip, lift, pull, back, hold
my breathe
in her embrace

down under at last
final time
the closing
of hopes and dreams gone and stolen
shown in glimpses
never to keep their promises

sinking
prepared and ready
to be taken to a softer ride
float in the abyss of sea

calm before my eyes
finalizing the last breathe

too soon yet
the sea is not done
nor ready
waves, the bitter fortune tellers of
my wanton wandering
throw me choking once more
on another shore

something is building
to cough up the water of existence
gasping for future

salt
in my veins