miercuri, 15 aprilie 2009

Solar Desease



in same place
other faces
came from the desert
yellow as stones
brought us solar desease
a yellow ghost to cease

the noise from our head
expands to the south
as other voices take place
of the windy surround

nightmares of sand
arrived with your hand
the linden tea
stood locked in a cup
the lips of sea
made dreams to follow up


inspired by
Amplifier Machine - Her Mouth Is An Outlaw

2 comentarii:

Ioana spunea...

"the lips of sea"
that's just lovely. more than lovely, fucking brilliant. si in context e si mai si. :D Imi place, imi place ca e-n engleza si are rima, si suna bine. Eu in engleza scriu copilarii sau rapoarte :)) la vocabular, ma refer. Si nisipul...nisipul din poezia ta m-a dus cu gandul la beduini, cu palmele crestate de el.

Susana spunea...

really? i dunno, but i always hate my poems after i write them. :-s
thanks de comm:D hug!