20408

Barefoot in a cold sand expecting the answeres, but sky seems so empty tonight. Even the moonlinght, smudged over the silent sea and too worn out in poems, looks like some cheap costume jewelery . From the rocks, not too far, comes a whisper and the light of someone’s mobile phone. Faded colors of the past and the future. Reality and dreams, a watercolor of life. I try to recognize a place between here and there.

departing summer
smeared on a window glass
the last sunset

Linked to Carpe Diem #1231 Serenity (Mystical Threshold by intuitive artist Joan Fullerton)

 

20208 – Cherita 7

 

22707

whisper of sea

after the storm

a lullaby 

 

22607

reunion 

behind a parasol 

clouds in fire

 

22207 – Cherita 6

in vain is regret

stains of the red wine
on a tablecloth

and the feelings
lost in some verses
with the sounds of violins

 

22107 – Cherita 5

night on a beach

two bodyprints
in the wet sand

and the seaweed
between his fingers
trapped in a dream

Haiku

exploring the night
tangled in the seaweed
salty fingers

Linked to Carpe Diem #1222 Beach

 

21407 2

I should have stayed on the balcony a little longer. Yesterday was a pleasant night after the seven days of the real tropical heat that was hard to stand. But, I decided to go to bed instead and as it usually happens, after the second ‘breath in’ I fell asleep. Fortuntely, I typed a haiku on my cell phone before I drifted away. So much of the spiritual me…

shiny moon
in rainbow sombrero
meditation time

 

21407 – Cherita 4

in a shopping mol

she comes in and out
asking for opinion

in front of the wardrobe
man with begs
half awake

 

 

21407 1

I wait for you
in my thoughts,
fearing that they
may steal Me from You,
despite the rain
and the nothingness
that pull you
toward themselves.
I write poems and draw
love on the photographs
using the symbols
which you don’t recognize.
I hide you
between the petals
of the fake roses.
I wait for you
under the imaginaged
cherry tree in bloom
that I have never seen.
I talk to you
even your name
has never existed
in my dictionary.
(I say it as I want)
I wait
and cover you
with clouds
while you sleep.

 

 

21307 – Cherita 3

summer afternoon

drawers full of
useless little things

I clear away
a wardrobe
of past