Fear

i fear the water will breakthrough
the crevice of the bottomless pit
to drown my memories
into ice cold Bering sea

i fear not
to say what i see
as some would dare
my renaissance play

i follow the fear
paint it with fingers
sing it for willows
not to forget

New Day

morning sun
coffee and a hotdog bun
i continue to dream
on the wings of kukulkan

like a cannonball man
when enters the mouth of rhodes
i start my day
with emails and calls

Saharan Doll

nice to wake up with
love and harmony
toasted monte cristo
and a cup of coffee

we've danced before
made love after
rains of fall and
books of knoll

i carry the flame
canvas and oil
aboriginal atlas
and saharan doll

Memory Slave

so, it's all or nothing
i am not afraid of words
nor voice of choice
as creation escapes
by a medium of waves
i do it for i
to remember
myself as i change
as my memory is not enough
for me to survive

Turkish Keyboard

(for sarra)

over the sarra siera
mountain tops
alouette girl dives
through minaret swirls

she enters solar windmills
via turkish keys
she hunts for thrills
and eternities