-1-
fear
smell of midnight rain
and sound
of her blue saree
in darkness
with cold lightening
the hunter finds the rose
behind the diamond curtain
-2-
white shadows of flickering breathe
the moon slides down
along the crevices
of my glass poem
and smears the ceiling
with her silver screams
abstract voices
encircle in the dark
from layers of slime
and mud
last words of dust
from the frame
of the unfinished painting
-3-
ice-anklets on her fairy feet
piano on her lips
her smile reminds me
of lost local trains
stare long
into the smoke
and symphony
of her eyes
travel down the lunar tunnel
of peace and time
and pause to hear
the music of the cold river
that winds and unwinds
to reveal sketches
of half forgotten beauty
-4-
predators in the night air,
the soft storm in her eyes
has the song
of silent blue cannon balls
prepare for the war of kisses
as her fingers,
silky like soft mercury,
slide inside my wet skin
and scan the nameless silence
of the night
for secrets
secrets hidden behind
the vortex
of the old brown mirror
-5-
moonlight and magic
on the white river water
I watch her sink,
painlessly,
into the deep hollow of the night
dark lines melt by the second
step by step
and
sound by sound
like a portrait of vanishing beauty
traces of fairy feet on snow
the blue prisoners
who sing to the moon
and speak a strange language,
once again,
call her an illusion
-6-
squint hard
into the periscope of time
hallucinate
with visual sounds
in your dreams
remember the martyrs
of another age
in silence,
the rainbow changes colour
figurines of smoke
the scent of mirages
speechless butterflies
retrieve the words from flames
Posts
