The fish

 

Conforming

for once:

to know what to say,

dressed in fashion,

between a beautician

and a yoga class.

Not always a fish,

floundering dumb,

yearning somewhere

calling for help.

 

28/01/2007

Absence




Bottle and pepper - watercolor on paper

Without you

there's a deafening silence.

The wind raises

hair flocks

in the empty court.

A poetry isn't enough

to push away sadness.

Shutters closed

not to see

you are no more here.

 

28/09/2006