Tuesday, November 24, 2009

EARTH

Earth withstood sunburns,
eclipses torrential rains, floods
droughts, volcanoes and in surprise
I watched their undying war cries
and attacking curses

Tuesday, November 17, 2009




That mountain lost its origin
in flowing streams,
in blowing wind
from smoke to fire to ashes
it turned ito a dusty hill
but still mourns to block
to bolt to ruin
to run to bleed to scare
and in stony silence
a stunned season cried


TRANSFORMATION

That story is told,
several million times
and each repeat is like a season
for me on which I drape myself
in and out...
UNMOVED

I want them to go away from

from my passionate earth
and my rainfilled June
and I want them to go
far far away from
my autumn flowers

Sunday, November 1, 2009

DANCE OF THE SHADOWS

All shadows are black
in colour and when a shadow
decided to follow me
I dismantled a wheel of time
and on that point all shadows
stopped dancing..