velvet
October 25, 2008 at 6:34 pm (encounters, poems, thoughts, wishes)
phone encounters
a velvet wrap holds the line
a voice that longs to a real grip
of a hand
background noises
of falling leaves in Paris
I whisper you like a leaf
my dialed encounter of lust
nase
October 24, 2008 at 3:40 pm (encounters, poems, thoughts, wishes)
I want to compose a song to your nose
a short poem is not enough, maybe a little story
adoring words to a perfect organ
of how the Greek dream of it
and your beautiful mother made it come true
in Rome with your father who gave you his forehead.
a nose after my own heart
strong and straight and clear from every angle
staring at me between those giant eyes
asking me to breath its air
with every nostril that proudly
shivers at my sight.
I want to write your nose memoir
to publish its trails and adventures
to dive with him to the depth of your women.
but you ask me to focus on your mouth only
those thin lips of a foreign language
you crave me to kiss
but Im not aloud.
overflown
October 21, 2008 at 9:16 pm (encounters, poems, thoughts, wishes)
and the river was overflowing
with fresh fall water
my tears and
your wishes
we watched its lingering sway
with identitical eyes
of drunken sailors
a blue pair and a brown pair
that grew from the same set of minds
and asked for more words than sights
I was clear with my needs
you rejected them with pain
we missed eachother again
on the curve of human compassion
thin glass
October 16, 2008 at 8:01 am (encounters, questions, thoughts, wishes)
A few things you didn’t know about me
I’m a healer of those who don’t want to change.
I make them realize their fortune by accepting their difference
using unethical methods of penetrating their heart with my fears.
I offer chocolate to sweeten the pain
and pure wit to dim their attention and thoughts
I ignore those who condemn my destiny
I have to live with it , not wear it as a corsage on a prom night
I am a risponsible healer tough, not making fortune from
solving the oldest question of what is happiness.
Not pretending to be smarter or stronger
playing a fair human game with no winners or losers.
A home made healer of kind intentions and cinnamon scent
I never took a mission I couldn’t tolerate and abandon.
But I failed once tough, falling in love with the patience
He wasn’t english or Jewish but was a healer too!
my fears took over his heart and my hopes. we broke the ethics of no ethics
I failed than, thought of ignoring my destiny until nature intervene
and my patronizing skills got me to find new adventures.
he was very ill for a long time .
vanished from my presence but not from my thoughts
life may be unexpected dialogs of healers. (I learned from a wise guy)
I got a second chance!
meeting him for tea this shabbt, watching the river and our own mistakes.
Will we admit to our destiny when swirling the spoon
in the thin fragile glass of Jasmin leaves ?
or just let the river move on while biting
another piece of a fine chocolate cube?
I do
October 3, 2008 at 8:42 pm (encounters, poems, thoughts, wishes)
when facing an old stone
under the restored fortress
in the city of 3 religions and many messengers
I demand you to understand stones as i do.
to feel their softness as I do
to accept their hard days as I do
to read their heritage as I do
to wish for their future as I do
to declare their freedom as I do
to watch them closing gates as I do
when we shall agree on stones I will do as you told me too.
