2010

so there i was/am
is what you make it
to can't rebreak it
laid out before is
after is in it
walk the path
do the math
the present is
always moving it

isn't stoppable
is it is probable
no doubt it isn't
it's isn't is in it
change your
mind your
continuity
synchronicity
existing
be is it in it
beginnings present
new endings
that don't

ever

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo

listen

you blow me away (in bondgirl haiku series)

after the moments

that i spend beside your side

i smell you for miles

fever overcomes

my bloodstream as my heart pumps

and all my dreams jump

kiss me here and there

kiss me always in that place

while i touch your face

spying nice prizes

melting away in my hands

smiles subtle smiles

candian surf in the hall (something different than groooooverider)

Music and images as promised

Jack the Ripper (in haiku series)

up down left right in

bobbing to the same rythym

13 years ago

groove

and moove

The sun rising...(from a long gone mentor)

BUSY old fool, unruly Sun

Why dost thou thus,

Through windows, and through curtains, call on us ?

Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run ?

Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide

Late school-boys and sour prentices

Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride,

Call country ants to harvest offices ;

Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,

Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

Thy beams so reverend, and strong

Why shouldst thou think ?

I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,

But that I would not lose her sight so long.

If her eyes have not blinded thine,

Look, and to-morrow late tell me,

Whether both th'Indias of spice and mine

Be where thou left'st them, or lie here with me.

Ask for those kings whom thou saw'st yesterday,

And thou shlt hear, "All here in one bed lay."

She's all states, and princes I ;

Nothing else is ;

Princes do but play us ; compared to this,

All honour's mimic, all wealth and alchemy.

Thou, sun, art half as happy as we,

In that world's contracted thus ;

Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be

To warm the world, that's done in warming us.

Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere ;

This bed thy center is, these walls thy sphere.

John Donne

give yourself some hands

deadlicate (in haiku series)

snowflakes hovering

outside my double window

spinning in mid air

hitting glass they melt

like liquid helicopters

with frozen pilots

wind takes them over

replacing them wherever

into each other

shrink myself out there

getting closer to the flakes

gliding with soft snow

snows structure cuts air

while air forms their blades of ice

slicing through the sky

the arms of snowflakes

on microscopic levels

can be dangerous

I'm on the shelf...

where were you

when i needed you

save yourself
from the ground

killer her smile
before i walk away
ground yourself

from the days

And you

you turn around

and you stare right at me

but you don't see me

because i'm on the shelf

Dig

200 (sonnet 09) and «200th official post»

How young and dumb we are all of the time.

I grew up exactly the same way as them

in different shapes and abnormal contexts

spilling into streets and crossing like sheep.

There is only so many ways to rhyme

in times to write down what is on your mind

online pages folded digitally

fucking with sonnet structure and haiku.

I just do what I do because, I am.

I always will be no matter at all,

just a light shining in the galaxy,

sharing light with all of the other ones.

It makes so much sense when you realise

the lives that you touch materialize.

un ordinary (sonnet 08)

They all sing and they all dance and they laugh.

They all eat and they all drink and they bathe.

They all sleep and they all dream and they pray

all their dreams and all their sleep are away.

We all see and we all hear and we wake.

We all fear and we all love and we bake.

We all creep and we all sheep and we wolf.

We all drown and we all breathe, cry and weep.

You all stare and you all wear and you wore.

You all stress and you all grind, hustle more.

You all wage and you all war forever.

You all clever living more together.

I said before, feed the trees all their light

shining on us all throughout the cold night.

crawlin (the legend John Lee Hooker)

and i rules my den...

The Knife «Like a Pen»...(haunting my dreams again since 2006)

no end in it...(in haiku series)

draw your mind inside

fishing all your ideas

filming all your dreams

walk like you mean it

show all your fist and shake it

be just like a man

there's no end in it...

Mon Coeur...(Words en français from a Swann)

Mon coeur flambé, mon coeur tiraillé, mordu, mon coeur grimpé, escarpé, mon coeur adoré, mon coeur saigné, mon coeur traversé, transpersé, visé, mon coeur torturé, mon coeur aimé, embrassé, mon coeur miroir, mon coeur reflet, mon coeur caramel, mon coeur chocolat, mon coeur de meil, mon coeur dévoré, vidé, funeste, transit, estropié, mon coeur vivant, mon coeur d'espoir, mon coeur amoureux.

Sing it Sam...

Lord I'm poor pilgrim of sorrow,

down on this world, I'm all alone.

I have no hope for tomorrow

and I have no place that I can go.

Sometimes, sometimes, I'm so lonely.

Sometimes I don't know what to do.

I look around to friends for consolation

and I find that they have troubles too.

And I got sisters and brothers, they don't like me

because I'm away from sin.

And I got good friends, my best friends,

they turn against me,

because I'm tryin so hard to win...

Oh Lord! Oh Lord!

Come on Jesus, Oh Lord!

Sometimes! I'm gone, tossed and long and driven!

'til I decided that I was wrong.

That's when I heard of a city called Glory.

And I try to make that city my home.

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safe with us (sonnet 07)

You stand beside your cooler better self
realising there is no hope for you.
Sad piano plays in all the background
all around you while you can't help but drown.
An arm reaches in the water so deep
it goes on forever into the light.
You can't help but grab onto its skyness.
Solid airness pushing the oxygen
down into where you breathe in the water.
As you reach the surface it's a mirror.
As you get closer it's your reflection.
Skys open up. Water spews out such sighs.
One can always be there for one's such self
for ones whole selfless, suchless, grand reprise.

shake.......it

this remix is just sick

bond girl insomnia (in haiku series)

there was no sleep there
just nice electricity
on then off again
they eat each others

eyes some lips all tongues and skin

there's only bodies

touching their shocking

fingertips long translations

cause sleep was not there

cold knocks at windows

closed by hot heatwaves pushing

on the walls and doors

innocence

outside

the shoguns decapitator (in haiku series)

when you are not scared
and they are all scared of you
you will live vengeance

swing your swords
break your beats in the solid
midnight to high noon

genius has its way
the tracks are so very old
bring out attitude

sea shells remain so
displayed on all the beaches
resting in the sand