Devaneios – Daydreams

Andrew Wyeth - Christina's world

Andrew Wyeth – Christina’s world

between your thoughts–
the only place
where shame is not a thing–

nothing’s wrong
i’m not too much–

my head is straight
but only inside yours–


oh walt! why you?
always you–

and your friendly shoulder–

and your sweet lips
that speaks only what i wanna hear–

all things i already know
but sometimes forget–


don’t let me fall–
don’t let me slip–

unless it’s inside our world
made entirely of grass–


Laura DiNello – Couple Reading

you and books there
me and books here

is that a connection
can i create one

letters and poems
books and pens
characters more pens

is that a connection
can i invent one

write one

then the depression
a loved one suicide
and the reading
and the singing
and the walking

is that a connection
can i rely on one

poems around the globe
we as work of art

– – –
To Arthur.


Mandy Tsung – unnamed

the i love you magic
working its way through me

not because i heard it
but because i said it

the i love you magic
when i’m all alone
embracing myself
as i want me to be

not because i heard it
but because i live it

the i love you magic
when i love the evil
the weird & rejected

not because i heard it
but because i want it

then i’m one
then i’m them all
then i’m lone
finally whole

– – –
Filed under Exercizes.


Edvard Munch – The kiss

love love
is not hurt
love love
is not pain
love love
can be leaving
when it’s the right
thing to do love
when we love
love love
we can’t hold back
we say it love
aloud and often love
cause we can’t get enough love
if you think love
i say love too much
you never had love
a love to call yours
don’t be selfish love
love pettiness
never pays off love
give your love away

– – –
To K.


Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec – Devotion: the two girlfriends

Cathy, in my wildest dreams
we’re together
like I wanted it to be–

I remember
in front of the camera
our first kiss–

You were laughing
so hard
the photographer almost missed–

After that
all was so easy–
including you
slipping away from me–


Cathy, do you remember
the guns
that they pointed at us–

In the darkness
we were safe–
But they found us
and sent us away–


Cathy, in my wildest dreams
you kiss me
and still loves me–

Can’t a girl dream?