BLACK OR WHITE

Today your sunrise is a cold black hole

A sky black emptiness burns you blind

Blue doesn’t care if you’re black or white

There’s no drug to stop the pain of blue

Tears are salt and blood is always red.

Tonight your night’s a star bright stage

A silver spotlight laser lights these words

Blind before the poet works a magic spell

Tomorrow sunrise red and sky clear blue

Electric sharp your new addiction’s buzz.

To live your life in three dimension verse.

PARLAMI D’AMORE

Ti amo apertamente
ma tu non puoi vederlo
perchè stai guardando
nella direzione sbagliata
Voltati ora
e vedrai..

Ti amo quietamente
ma tu non puoi sentirlo
nel silenzio assordante
Ascolta il nostro amore ora
e sentirai.

Ti amo totalmente
ma tu non puoi sentirlo
perchè ci incontriamo
talvolta in momenti tristi
Tienimi vicino ora
e saprai

EL VIAJE FINAL

Yo estaba muy
cerca de la muerte hoy,
en el camino a Cochabamba.
Las "muchas" líneas de cruces tristes,
ninguna de ellas previsto para morir.
¿Cómo puede usted saber?
¿Cómo saber?
¿Cuándo?
Yo vivo cada día
como si fuera mi ultimo.
Así que
cuándo
llegue
al final
del camino,
deseos incumplidos,
no me atormentarán
en la vida próxima, si hay una.

FORGETTING

Love is so hard, forgetting is so easy
I remember every moment we are alone
With you in the companionship of silence
What do you think, where will we go now?
Staring into the blue ocean of your eyes

Love is so short, forgetting is so long
I remember every inch of you in dreams
Without you in my empty room tonight
What do you dream, where do you go now?
Staring at two ceilings across two oceans

Love is so full, forgetting is so empty
I remember your every electric touch
Without you my world could not turn
What do you feel, where do I go now?
Staring at the mad torrent of our love

50th BIRTHDAY

Being 50 you
should be glad
100 would be
twice as bad.

BUTTERFLIES FOR BREAKFAST

Butterflies before you sit the final exam
Butterflies before you go for a job interview
Butterflies before you ask her out on a date
Butterflies before you kiss her for the first time
Butterflies before you propose two will be one
Butterflies before you see meet her family
Butterflies before you see her all in white
Butterflies before you make that big speech
Butterflies before you see that your baby is OK
Butterflies before you get news from the doctor
Butterflies before you lose your job again
Butterflies before you face any little crisis

But

No butterflies for breakfast

REALITY TV

Dinner, Dafney hot, cool courtyard, civilized
Fettuccini, fabulous, glamorous glowing, guest
Starlike, eyes smile, pulpo carpaccio, savoured
Reality, will bite, in next week’s jungle, games
Imagination, runs riot, perfect picture, of dinner
For ants, ambling, in forbidden places, ouch
Coiffeur, chaos, bad-hair-day, dishevelled demon
Boredom, book, arachnophobias perhaps, escape
Red carpet, missed, needs pampering, tranquil.


This poem was written after dinner in Santo Domingo with a new friend who was about to be eaten by ants the following week :-)

RED HOT SUMMER

Too hot for eating
Too hot for drinking
Too hot for thinking

Too hot for hugging
Too hot for kissing
Too hot for loving

Too hot for not

Too hot for shirt
Too hot for trousers
Too hot for almost anything

Too hot together in coldlicious shared shower
Too hot to stay cool as our temperatures rise

Too hot for ice the cold razors of water turn to steam

Too hot for hot

A POEM JUST FOR YOU

Hot days, cold nights, warm bodies, soft loving
Your sunny smile is the magic in my rainy day
Your gentle touch is the passion in my night
Your total love is the comfort when apart.

Cold days, hot nights, soft bodies, warm loving
Your loving look is the happiness in my life
Your lasting love is the wisdom in my world
Your total trust is the fragile flower that blooms.

LEONARD COHEN

Cohen liquid music trickles into the holes in our lives
It’s four in the morning at the end of December
I came by myself to this very crowded place
Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women
The walls of this hotel are paper thin
Everyone knows the dice is loaded
I loved you for a long long time
I stepped into an avalanche
The door it opens slowly
Baby I’ve been waiting
Like a bird on a wire
If you want a lover
But I am not lost
Snow is falling
Love is a fire
Silence
…..
…
.






Excerpts from Stranger Music: Selected Poems and Songs by Leonard Cohen © 1993.
Published in Canada by McClelland & Stewart Ltd.
Used with permission of the publisher.

FLIGHT DELAYS

Sympathyless disbelief when I complain again,
Delays are the balance for the glamour of flying.
Nine hours in Sao Paulo while the ATC strike,
Eight hours in Vienna while new wheel flies in,
Seven sins would be justified by this purgatory,
Six times six hours from CBB to DUB last week,
Five hours sweating in Port au Prince plastic chair,
Four hours for rain in Miami seems not so bad,
Three hours in Shannon for bomb threat search,
Two hours sitting in Seattle with mad dash in Kennedy.
One would be happier walking, swimming or driving.

Reflections on the road....

Poetry written on my travels .... mostly filling the space between take-off and landing.

MURDER

Looking to snooze on AA922 to Miami today
Little monsters scream all the way for fun
Seat kicking for exercise and expression
Murder in mind as red wine spills on shirt
Wishing it was little darlings’ blood instead
Open the door and take them wing walking
Angry parents complain for some reason
Perhaps because I did not bring them back
Now sleeping, no apologies, dreaming that
Business Class minimum age the best policy.