Amauri Solon
First Dawn EverLast night's
Nightmares Last year's Last night Still present In my semi Waking up Waking down (Should it be) Through dark Clouds Emerge The first dawn Ever RhetoricShould it be
or should it not be there where it belongs the sun at dawn the moon at sunset male and female seek and hide Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde white or dark a whale or a shark wolves howl or bark? a lot or just a little bit is it clear that you love me my dear or is it not Isn't it? CollectionsCollecting shells
On the beach There goes the boy Hand in hand with his dreams Collecting birds Under the sky There goes the wind Hand in hand with clouds Collecting fish In the sea There goes the wave Hand in hand with the storm Collecting memories In my life There I go Hand in hand with my fate The GoldfinchA goldfinch
gently landed on my window sill I woke up and sat on my wheelchair near the window a clear invitation for a chat came along then occurred a long conversation We chatted on and on about things that matter and trifling events that do not We chatted about trees high branches and flowers a long argument arose about flight quite well settled an hour later flying at dawn right in the direction of the rising sun or at early night moon-bound that was the question We chatted about forests and rivers at winter time, spring, summer and fall autumn leaves or green grass multi-coloured flowers or snowwhite fields oh, long lost hours of quiet conversation no preferences established ending in harmonious consensus We chatted on animals in general and men furry wild beasts, featherly creatures, crawling ones and galloping horses small and large tiny and tall singing birds and men not so easy to talk about subtle glances exchanged said it was break time friendly farewell both of us parted the goldfinch took a straight up flight I whirled my wheelchair back to bed weeping DropsRain drops
falling through the roofs and ceiling into your room drippings The long cold night left small diamonds on the rose buds of your garden dew drops Moisture in your eyes tears running down your face our goodbye
|
|
