Saturday, April 26, 2008

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

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

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