Saturday, January 29, 2011

Leaves


..................................................................................................................................... I do not exist
                               

 But in dreams and shadows


                                             


                                                                                           d
                                                                                    n
                                                                                i       
 Riding the voiceless                                             w
                              



                                               Above

                                the blanket of ageless snows


                              
                                               White



I

    am

             a



                           F
                         I
                       G
                          M
                             E
                         N
                           T




                                            Of



                                    imaginations
                                            

                                             
                                            A


                                letter left in the rain

                     
                                         Black
                                    Ink dissolving

                                    On wet paper

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Invisible sentences

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The essences of which infiltrate the depth
Of the soil
:
:
Unfulfilled



               was, were, could and would
                          But no will


A spirit that moves and stirs
In the shallow grave of silence

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I have become the empty line that runs
From the here and there
Above the desert of  ..............................................................................................an abandoned city


                                                The memory of a heart drawn on the wet sand