CONTACT
A soldier hid
Behind the white wall
I could see him
Because the light
Reflected from the ocean
And because
Government buildings
Are strange & awkward
My car takes a hit
The last time
It was a different country
On a freeway
And it was dark
And the water
Did not have salt
And the guy
Who rode shotgun
Told me to return fire
I was left searching
Looking for
A way
The best way
The best explanation
The best interpretation
Of why
You can’t
Shoot a ghost
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
CAFFEINE
I found
A precious miracle
While roaming
Ground Zero
She’s covered
With soothsaying
And I think
She’ll live
Because she
Doesn’t leave
The way she looks!
What a fragile case
Like fine china
She will crack
If not treated right
Only a specialist
Can save her
And there’s none
Around here
The best thing
Could be
To immobilize her
And call for help
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Tuesday, April 22, 2008
WATER & ICE
My ocean shore
Grows poetry
In the sand
Heartfelt letters
Of love
Soaked in
Water & salt
The words
Ignite my memory
With your image
Illumination of my soul
Ammunition of desire
Particles of remembrance
You are
My precious element
A red glow
On grey crystals
Becomes an apple
The fruit of love!
A grapefruit
Is also surrounded
By silica
The elixir of thirst!
3 soldiers
Walk on mountains
Of quartz
One of them has
A bloody hand
And a machinegun
Hanging from
His shoulder
But I rather think
Of you
Because you
Are not a mirage
Or just a reflection
Of the sun
And the sandy poem
In my hands
Is as real
As your beauty
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