Tag Archives: NaPoWriMo

Up In Smoke, April 2013



between salted

scarce trickles of tears


darkened by heavy clouds

of comparison with others


the weight of lead

the toxicity of the same


I lose my way on the starred

map in the silvery night


my trip on earth slowed down

heavy luggage of spoiled health


may be a curse may be hummus

at times all I can do is smell it


or be bent under others’ gazes

my hands rest secure and my eyes


see ahead they are hope filled

certain of what has to come


I shall keep not my identification

with conditional or temporal


will have to break that mirror

obscuring the eternal light

my eyes need not to be on

watches, calendars or bills


numbers fog up my path

most people do too


are my thoughts aimed

at precise definitions

I need to remove

not my life


this I conclude

while closing

my eyes




Up In Smoke, April 2013




I had always knew

you were an hedger

but now we are

talking business

life at a crossing

finds me reluctant .


you clipped your attitude

away now you are sweetness

even politeness I stand

hesitant taking time

not sure you are telling truth .


bad habits gone projects

a new life new schedule

brand new location

drawing closer

you open up


your locks are gone too

fresh look maybe you came

back from the front where

was I? we chat at my window

where I usually find poetry


my garden all clipped too

night a prelude to a

morning vision of new

less clutter more space

not sure where we stand .


you still hedge things out

fly out of my door

wearing almost nothing

you slip away silky

we dare not to touch .


new chrisalyds

know not this route

in need to grow

true wings . .



Up In Smoke, April 2013



correct I use my intellect
to probe sensitivity
an instrument
I use my logic to draw
conclusions a map
of the sky
I use my voice to
simplify what you
see complicate
I use my hands to run
over your skin looking
for some body hair
I use my mouth to kiss
you where you hurt
to get closer
till we could
till life stays with us
cause it may
be me first




Up In Smoke, April 2013



you know how
we keep each other
at distance
but when we look
one for the other
we are there
how we will never
admit it but we do
like not to loose touch
we know we will not be
together but we will be
there anytime
to start with you are
in my best poems but
we don’t mention it
we are getting sweeter
and we need a greater
time gap this time
we live separate
yet when we are together
no one does it like us



2013-04-08 19.04.03

Up in Smoke, April 2013


got a tooth ache
cause a fake one
says change me soon
I use my hands
maybe I don’t know
how to bite anymore
what does it mean
I haven’t made love
in a long time
on the opposite
I got a pointed pain
in my elbow
it puzzles me
I may have hit
your bony body
cause it has a bruise
and a tiny red scar
a hat on the ache
or maybe it was
when I held you as
you fell asleep
my arm did but not
me I kept on listening
then found myself
in a prayer



On a Wintery Night, Part Seven




little one jumped away

keeping one eye on me

he had said his

had no more to add

in his slight disapproval

don’t your remember

the little voice that

carried you through

in the harsh season? wait


each time you waited

it was effective and greater

essence and fair responses

had came out of it

cuddle up and soar

2013-04-06 15.55.41

On a Wintery Night, Part Six




I like the whispers you exchange

the drawn-out breaths

the air you take away

from each other

I sense your bliss

I accept him


but he’s lacking he’s not here

today and you – alone

on a freezing porch –

seeking meaning

make no sense

.2013-04-05 19.02.54

On a Wintery Night, Part Five




the little one

approached me

looking up in stupor

what are you doing out here

engrossed in your beauty

cladded up that way?


he ignored my smirk

my pleading eyes

you have no fur coat

under neat your robe

is your silky pale

wintery skin…


that skin the big one seems

to love so much – the silken

and the watery he comes

looking for a great deal

I like him to like you

2013-04-05 19.23.14

On a Wintery Night, Part Four



it had been a long time

since I sat here – listening

to night’s nature

searching words

reasoning pain out

it had been a long time

since I had done this

in English

may be to draw away

from you – as I fear

the end of us – of this

half life you are handing me

that seems to not be

sufficient for me

any longer


I sat and recon myself a woman

a venerable woman I knew

diverse – as if she had

crossed many continents

on feet and wings

in the dark season


finding herself

on the porch once again

wondering over a map

of tender love on which

she had lost the way

one more time




On a Wintery Night, Part Three




I sat smoking one

seeing if

taking some oxygen

away would line up

with my perceptions


it was painful some

and a relief

to make my body suffer

a bit

nearing the feelings

my heart was soaking in


I swallowed some


fire – down my throat – calmly


it burned the side of my tongue


before running down

the minute it will hit

my liver it will make it nuts

striving – trying to process it

and my soul


my heart would not

have the full attention

for once


that’s why I was doing it


how to deviate pain

how to defeat confusion

by confusing my own

physical body

as the pain of the heart

is hard to tame


On a Wintery Night, Part Two




I wore a heavy robe the color of night

tall sheep boots and a fur hat

I looked out there

it felt like rain was falling



it was the wind shifting

between the branches

creating an illusion – no rain

just icy air moving fast

agitating thick leaves

annoying them or

relieving them I would not know

but I sat there

in a stupor for

what had being growing

in my heart tonight


an un-easiness

a dis-ease I had to deal with

before approaching sleep

.2013-04-07 19.56.23


On a Wintery Night, Part One




I decided I had to open the door

at night

and step outside

walk alone in the dark at night

it had been a long time

since I did it last


autumn had fallen with

its sadness and abandonments

I retrieved in pain and since

then I hardly ever

stepped on the ground

around my house at night


I had heard the wind a bit

from the hot bath tub

while dealing with heaviness

in my mind

trying in vain to stay afloat

I was a new season approaching

that was clear

2013-03-28 18.27.40

Colori Estivi




lui cammina ai margini

sui binari al bordo scivolando

un po’ incespicando con

una lieve giravolta

ride sguaiato e ti aggancia

con l’occhio


io passo in mezzo

a un gruppo assembrato

al marciapiede

si apre e raccolgo silenzio

quel silenzio di gemiti sospesi

e forse ha ragione lui

2013-04-05 15.48.51

Up in Smoke, 2013



embers are the end
of a big fire
same rules apply
don’t blow on it
if you want it to die
I called you back
days later – after your calls
I was calm as a lake
till I heard your voice
and my heart believed
it was a puppy and started
to jump around merry
and wild – no rules
it was fast
as lightening
me and you alone
I could even smell from here
the fields around your house
your skin – what it has got
that buds my body up
ready to open up
blossoming effluvia
of springtime
each word is breath
I’m a sea with deep moves
waves cover me now
we consider



2013-04-05 15.49.00