Drops of Summer

SUMMER QUILTS


On a familiar high
pink clouds of passion flew by-
Floating in your eyes.


The fountain breathes out
Spilling years of water carefree…
bubbling… giggling


A wise fountain,
pours out its heart,
Splashing children,


Rose pedals will float…
lying in the garden alone
dreaming around lies.


Drowning in curtains
locked in deep white chambers-
sleeping forever.



A stumbling path-
the October sun rises
over mystery.


Losing the chase
in my demon lovers eyes-
The tapes rewind.

Seashells dream…
Purple skies hope for romance,
hammocks cradle love.

Words on walls
a purple palace screams-
Princesses creep

Stray kittens…
Forever casting wishes
with eyes widened

Lust filled whispers
igniting infatuation-
burning innocence

Fantasy
crossing many lips…
Tingling


Empty sand castles-
blank pages hug my books…
The beach glass is laughing


Its just time-
Jeans stuck in the sand….
A desperate night.


Haunting games-
Unforgettable name-
Blue self-shame

Floating Cafe(Madrid)

Coffee tables of love
Una mas
Cups of tranquility
Reflecting on our bonding
around the giant goldfish
Creating underwater rainbows,
dancing, and playing
Us was invisible
No labels or definitions
Sending off our memory
to row in the park pond forever

Sentiments

Sentiments
Stir, blend, and mix,
Instantaneously, constantly, and unwillingly
They mutate, morph, and replicate,
They are indestructible, immortal, and all-powerful.
My wishes, dreams, and nightmares
Hold secrets, lies, and truth.
Eyes, lips, skin
Memories and recollections, impact
My premonitions, intuitions, and signals
Tornados, thunder, lightning,
Hurricanes, puddles, and rain.
Ropes and chains imprison emptiness
Crawling in shadows, stars, and teardrops
Smudge and smear on cement
Rocky and rough, hard
To steer, direct and pass
Through tides, waves, and oceans
Losing, loving you.

Bench Love (madrid)

My eyes blended into yours
On a bench
Worn with history
Smudged with love
Smeared with some intimacy
Pressed and rolled over with kisses
Lusty eyes have photographed it countless times
In the square under the sun it tans
Content in its place it watches the sun rise and fall
The light of the moon cools its steamy heat
Sparkly cobble stones reflect blue attracting couples
Lip and finger-locked to take a seat
This bench sees no deformities, no ends, and no mysteries
But only cultivates the hearts of lusty, loving Spain

stale

Ive fallen
I always was falling
Now Im lying on the pavement
My words splattered all over the cement
The sun has dried them up
A message old and broken

Could you digest this stale confession?

Like water it would flow threw you
But I’d feel it as if it were glass
Ripping and tearing my flesh on the way down
I hold my mouth and refuse to let this fly
Fighting with fate
I run during the day
I run in my sleep
Time expired me
All is hardened
Closure is nothing but a dream
The finish line has disappeared
And I’m still running

Homeless

Lost thought-Like the homeless man-Living day to day, facing closed doors-No where to stay-Sleep where it must, struggling to survive in a world of pain- Grounded -Chained to circumstances. Poor man- He does not need your pity, or your sympathy-He wants your money!-He needs a drink- and why wouldn’t he?A mind alteration- To freeze his situation- Drunk, tired- Give him a warm place to dream.

The Red Trail

Can you hear my silent breath?
A whispering wonder gasping for air
These loud eyes cry empty buckets of tears
In a gap of frozen time I dump them into the ocean
Shoved down and chained to this red marked trail
I stare down at my feet refusing the false scenery
A secret path runs through my veins
Foreign words inhabit my broken mouth
This dehydration makes it impossible to spit them out
Copy written dreams replay throughout the night
Underneath another passes transparently

Your Not Alone Tonight

Possessed palms
Frigid grip
Unfamiliar eyes
Shaken cry
Losing the path
Hanging on a cruel dream
Falling from sanity
A cracked world
Against cold walls
Sleepless
We cry for you
Dry your tears
We hope for you
Sleep without fear
Soar through a peaceful world on your pillow
Come back to us in the morning
Leave her behind
Drain her memory from your wounds
With open arms we wait for you
Turn your back to her
Look with us towards the sunrise

Meow?

Lost your kitten?
Can’t catch me.
Collarless,
Careless,
Can’t mold me.
Undomesticated,
Hunting,
Rolling in the grass.
Instinct,
Impulses,
Unconventional,
Burying my meow in the sand.

Left Dreaming of the Sea

I left my heart on Fire Island
In the pouring rain I danced
With a flask in my hand
I spun and shook around
Until it fell out onto the sand

Out of spite I jumped the next ferry
I believed it to be hexed,
Scarred,
Tattooed with your memory
Today it’s a cold wintry day in the city
And I lie here
Wishing
Waiting
Counting the days
Until I can go back to the house by the sea