A Woe Of Words

only the street lamps stand now
could you spare me a light?

alas ive deceived myself
and paint the night sky blue
alas the dimness in the pen
to imprecate myself with deceit
of the banal that clothe itself with panache
artless though may be
least without a taint; i attest

only the street lamps stand now
could you spare me a light?

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reaching out for something
finding out what im reaching out for


Sipping On Star Dew

set in motion
a gallery of stars
to lit the sky a wondrous life
make a wish; woeful one
to stumble from the heavens
with a burden to tote
her eyes' perched on the starry night
gaze not please my child
the softness of the earth from afar

sweep the dust off the grass
and bask in its ephemeral dew
slowly now the moonflow
make a wish fast; hesitant one
for the heavens will not wait
when my gazes're awry
let fireflies carry my wish then
to a gallery of stars
set in motion

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metade fumaca

lighted incense
soft odor of clarity
beyond masquerade
'tis beyond me
a mirage of reverie
breathe in renewal
for my hands' on heaven

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