Poem 2/12:free-fall

free falling within outside: it’s so still, dark, quiet. i hear the dark rush of the winds, inside. not quiet; not still; dark.

Grandmother’s Toy Box

Grandmother’s Toy Box Virginia Carraway Stark Mystical Magical toy box With unlimited Possibility Every time a new discovery Little red riding hood Flip her She turns into a wolf Puppets And dolls In handmade dresses and coats Storybook treasures Of pirates and ghosts Lego pieces…

#8 – Unbelievable creature

This unbelievable creature Is flying above the city Screaming at all winds To whoever will hear That the war is over   Know, my brothers and sisters That the one announcing the war is over Is already prepared for the next one   The one…

#7bis – Grow

Invisible filaments Connect invisibly All visible beings   Very tiny hooks Everywhere On all surfaces   Connect all dots On all stuffs Without being seen   What are you doing Behind the scene That grows you   Why don’t you show it all To the…

#7 – Horns and fish

Don’t mock him, even if He’s funny, he can do things You will never be able to   He laughs to your misfortune He slaps you in the face When you cry for nothing   No it’s not totally that He never was violent Never…

#6bis – Decorated turtle egg

I found it at the back of the garden I knew I had to hide it under my pillow Without letting anyone seeing it   I was afraid when I fell asleep I could feel something was About to happen that night   I wake…

#6 – Their voices

They all talk About you   Their voices Echo in your head   Their voices Bounce on the wall Of your skull Your dull skull   Is there even a brain In these walls?   Echoes echo And what hurly-burly   Headaches and nightmares Invade…

#5bis – Your body does the work

Your body does the work You float away from it   You wait for something And suddenly you see it   It joins you You can’t say it’s good   Or bad, You just can’t do otherwise   Your body does the work That you…

#5 – Sex Bouquet

You get in the room I smell your love The air is changing Starting sparkling Stars are blushing Moon is dancing Your bliss is buzzing All your skins is ting ting   You give me your broom I don’t know what to tell When you…

#4bis – Life Source – Life Force

Nothing nature creates Is ever a draft Always perfect From the first thought From the first time   Imagined ideal Born ideal   Like you like me Ideal as a dream   Dream as a flame In your heart Desiring the world   Born ideal…