Misplaced and Upside Down (Senses)


when I think  about all   around
comes to me a sweet smell in the air
so I do not think
I breathe
a few of you

a lump in my  throat , a  pain or  a longing
I used to flow it  into my  poems

~as formely~teto de estrelas
but you simply gone away
Hence … all this confusion

a wish, an absence, an image
comes to me through sounds
and I dance,

so I do not feel
I do not feel!
I just listen
a few of you

I’m here
hoping you to  restore
all this confusion
After all, everything has to go back to
their common place

Quickly… It is all upside down


Thinking and writing
at least

~ that i got from you~
but I could not keep
because your  absence bothers me

But the memories are still in the same place
working well
my grim love too
I guess….
and you? How are you?

Búzios Bay

tonight the tide is so, so  low
and  i , numbed by the silence
by that comes and goes


so dull and shallow

less than the moves of the waves
it is  one soft  touch, a rustle in my year

in my senses!

sliding over the grains of the sand
all in the beach was   dead and quiet
I did not dare to  move as we were patners tonight

as we were salty and predictable

low tide, flood tide….

I just ventured  to  inhale the woody perfum

a scent of solitude it was  allowed

not just to me

but to us

there, in that moment….

as my heart aches  one Big  Sky

appears to me
Gorgeous !
but unchanged as it is my will

in that night, in that Bay
just across the stillness of the world
and an anarchic glow in the sky

I could remember you

But It is  summer night in Búzios Bay

Buzios night