Tag Archives: riviera

California Notebooks, Mornings, 2014

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the sound of my steps
my hills on concrete

early in the morning
resounds in my head

is an internal sound
that echoes all over

when thoughts cease
for a minute or two

 

when flowers reach
the fullness of my heart

 

invasive as their perfume
I slow down to inhale

it’s a time warp this one
now suddenly on the

French/Italian Riviera
same me hushed in the

moment of understanding
beauty from within

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2014-11-22 08.45.40

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Crossing Rivieras, Ciapà Park # 4, 2014

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under or above
removed from usual

grounds from valleys
to enter quieter realms

stillness and marvel
to be marginal

observing whether
with fish or birds

a new silence
lingering in

eternity

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2014-07-14 12.08.19.

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Crossing Rivieras, Ciapà Park # 3, 2014

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time earned to spend
silently in isolation
unseen

to ponder
from afar a gracious
life filled with opportunities

I’m changing vocabulary
words such as trouble
pain and asperity

as an answer on my path
church bells
breaking the stillness

filling the midday air

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2014-07-30 15.21.06

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Crossing Rivieras, Ciapà Park # 2, 2014

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there’s another wind
below on the sea surface

dotting the vast blue

white crests running
one after another

gulfs and houses
sprinkled nearby

a few birds up here

as intermission to the
patient music of the wind

much grace weaved
a cape on my shoulders

and butterflies following me

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2014-07-30 15.21.22.

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Crossing Rivieras, Ciapà Park # 1, 2014

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a minute to sit

on a mountain rock
to breath the pines

perfume moved about
by the wind up high

clouds moving faster

than me walking
swiftly down hill

on myriads of pebbles
gathered a constellation

in the middle of the path
the steps of God

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2014-07-30 15.22.04

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Crossing Rivieras, 2014

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I see them leaving
one by one climbing

the sky over an unsettled
sea many colors intensely

spread among waves
sprays jumping high

crests of foam
the space taken by

the loud sounds
one after another

they turn their backs
flying away

we stay below
a lazy eye to the clock

among pebbles

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2014-04-03 10.39.08.

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Crossing Rivieras, 2014

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unexpected gray day
as the bus crosses over
clouds costal shores

occasional ray shining
I try the awakened mode
dreams brought me sweats

somewhere here shall
some rest be found
an island amidst

a calm sea small white
clouds running the sky
a vast prairie to roam

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2014-08-01 18.29.21

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Crossing Rivieras, May 2014

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not sure if it’s a song
my ear gathers or a
story gently murmured

out of the blue water
sailing between ridges
innumerable notes

I listen to these secret
codes I lightly stare
at the creases an

opening on the
improvising

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2014-08-01 18.48.33.

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