Tuesday, May 17, 2011

You jump

I jump
in deep water
not to cross the ocean
not to compete with the killer whales
or the great white sharks
not to find the biggest pearl in the world
or Nemo
not to solve the mysteries of Titanic
or the secret of alternative life
not to understand about sand
and seagulls and sailors
and the goodness of algae
not to watch the Spanish dancers
or the dolphins
or the corral grow
not to feel the salt climbing into my pores
and the big blue flooding my senses
I jump
in deep water
just to be with you
wet, under, holding.

our hands and our breaths

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Optimus Anonymous

as birds scratch the sky
so the clouds can bleed
feathers and fear
over a world in greed
we watch with our hands
soft and ready to kill
for whatever we love
or the secrets we seal

collapsed in the same
cull de sack of the mind
thoughts linger alone
in the land of the blind
we never surrender
when sick and in love
become pure and tender
in God’s hand a dove

and good lies in bad
when the worse fills our hope
are you ready to die?
are you ready to cope?

without knowing how
you can never succeed
so release your birds
so your clouds can bleed