The Poetry Marathon

The Great Mother

Is an Angel

Going to heaven

Carrying your heart

In a bottle

It’s still alive

And well beating

Inside the crystal –

– clear glass

Of the jar it’s in

Everybody wants to see

The heart beating in a glass jar

But nobody asks how it could be

A heart on its own

Without any other organ

The Great Mother is the only one

To know the answer to that mystery

She always know what’s going on

In the great barnyard of love and drama

The Great Mother is generous you just have to ask

And she tells you

Everything she knows

The Great Mother

Is an Angel

Going to heaven

Carrying your heart

In a bottle

The pope of Rabbits

The “rabbit pope”

Got eyes everywhere

To spy on all rabbits

Journeying down their holes

Got ears all over the place

To keep an eye on theirs

The rabbit pope

Is a control Freak

And a f***ing moron

Not even grateful

For the hideaway

Where he can play

Rabbit Pope

Got eyes everywhere

Is very pop

In underwear

Show me everything

Of what you did against this wall

Tell me the truth

Or I call my brothers

And it will be the worst day

Of your life

Show me everything

But keep it between us

Show me everything

Come here in this corner

Show me everything

My dad is a cop…

Show me everything

The frogs and the skates

The joys and the damage done

When I come back

You got to sort that out

Show me everything

The joy explosion

Is at the end of the road

That never ends

Everybody knows

But nobody says it

We all keep walking

And even we run

To reach the end

To reach the explosion

The bliss of this deflagration

Is gently rubbing your toes

And your siblings nose

You are in the land

Where nobody ever

Comes back from

You are on the sand

Of the last beach

You’ll see in your life

No, you are not about to die

That would be too easy

For all the shits you did

No, you’re going to go to jail

For half of your life

Until you die, exhausted

Nobody can change it

You know, justice has given

The verdict about your deed

You’re going to rot on your feet

In your stinky cell, lonely

And forgotten by all

Nobody can change it

Even your angels let you down

And all your hopes drowned

In the deep giant ocean

No chance of any explosion

And not even a road to pretend

The joy explosion

Is at the end of the road

That never ends

Everybody knows

But nobody says it

We all keep walking

And even we run

To reach the end

To reach the explosion

The magic female goat

Is really magic

She comes on the field

Once a year when

The time has come

And it’s tonight

She stands on her back shoes

And says elaborated gibberish

Ancient parables playing with the ravens

C R O A K I N G

C R O A K S

The raven in the garden, jumping

Up and down, right and left

When suddenly everybody left

And all that is resting is the

Small baby cat on the grass

Meowing on all sides

To all trees and birds

Flying and working

As all trees do and do

The magic female goat

Is really magic

She comes on the field

Once a year when

The time has come

And it’s tonight

The ceremony just started

And the nature, in one second

Became silent like never before

C R O A K E D

A beautiful landscape

With a garden

And a fountain

In the garden fountain

I meet you

You rub my back

The fruit of love

Sits in your thighs

The golden appeals

You move through the vine

In the forest of my flesh

Where flows a young stream

The fruit of love

Is on your mind

You are off the mark

The x on the spot

Sounds your end

Like a trumpet horning in early dawn

The fruit of love

Is in you

Exactly at the centre of you heart

A beautiful landscape

With a garden

And a fountain

In the garden fountain

I meet you

You kiss me back

He is so frightening

With his scaring-animals eyes

His cut-bleeding nose

His green filthy teeth

And grungy beard

He lives in the mosses

With his big M on his front

His pink ears buzzing

And his hell horns open to

The desert landscape

Yes, he’s famous for

Playing in a horror movie

Without any makeup

And nobody believes it

Wait to see him

In the morning

No more temptation

To go further more

Than in this disguise

At the time of carnival

Smoke in your eyes

Poison through your blood

Out of the cave

Everything you’ve got

Out of your mind, today

Smoke in your eyes

Gets in the way

You feel speechless

Nobody can sway

Upon your slot

Smoke in your eyes

Blurry bloody hell

Where is the fun

Nobody can tell

Stay shrunk now

Smoke in my eyes

You take advantage

To kiss my ears

And swirl my tongue

I am over the board, in tears

Smoke in our eyes

It’s the sweetest cloud

I ‘ve ever touched

When the sun rises

And you fall upon me

Smoke in your eyes

Poison through your blood

Out of the cave

Everything you’ve got

Out of your mind, today

Our colours are matched

So different

So changing

And still matching

Through the changes

Our colours speak for us

We proudly wear them

Beyond all ups-and-downs

Our colours are matched

Beyond all situations

That pass by

She appeared twice

Once to a young girl

The other to an even younger boy

Lots of gossip are running around

The Angel of Lavender

Nobody believes these two kids

Today she’s coming for you

You don’t believe your eyes

She’s well talking to you

And your life changes forever

As she is always by your side

After this night of the Miracle

Angel of Lavender

Is born in your heart

Stayed and waited there

For so many years just waiting

The moment you heart would open

To this encounter of pure grace

When you meet the

Angel of Lavender

Lightness in your heart forever