Tuesday, 30 November 2010

poetic fragments 20


On the still stone path
In rainy winter Bern
I forget myself.

Before the bronze snake
In eternal winter sleep
I forget myself.

I am an answer
To someone
Who had lived
On the ground.

An insane answer.
An insomnia answer.

Monday, 29 November 2010

poetic fragments 19

The smell
Of fire
In the winter nights.

The street trees
Burn without fire.

My lost key
Colder and colder.

I have.

Sunday, 28 November 2010

poetic fragments 18

A song
Sings us.

And we

Survives silence.

Saturday, 27 November 2010

poetic fragments 17


Waiting for something
Is loving it.
And it necessarily goes.

December rain
Falling in my memory.
I have no umbrella.

I leave,
Memories remain.

Friday, 26 November 2010

poetic fragments 16


A clock
On the wall.
2:00 am.

He was a boy
Who dreamed of
The blue sky.

Lost stars.
Lost people.
He meets them
in his dream.

The deep blue sky.

Wednesday, 24 November 2010

poetic fragments 15


Always returns
To the origin.

The origin
Of you.
I think I know
It’s untouchable snow.

A shadow bird
In your eyes.
It returns in winter
To the place where
The mountain and the river meet.

Always returns
To the silence.

I’m just a wrong language.

Monday, 22 November 2010

poetic fragments 14


Rain to snow.
Death to Earth.
Human to the sea.

Whales never fail
To swim.
But we sometimes
Fail to even take a walk.

Which reminds me
Of my death to the sea.
Rain’s falling
Inside of me.

Winter rainy day
Is the day
When I wear the back.

Saturday, 20 November 2010

poetic fragments 13

That is universal
In the galaxy.

Only human beings
Are nosy.

We look for silence
In our words.

That is universal
In the galaxy.

Only life
Has colors.

So we sometimes
Wear the black.

That is universal
In the galaxy.

Only sense
Makes societies.

So we sometimes
Kill our neighbor.

Friday, 19 November 2010

poetic fragments 12

A mobile phone
Makes me lonely.

I tried to hear
Wind's words from you.
I tried to hear
Fire's words from you.
But I heard
A baby crying.

A mobile phone
Makes me lonely.
It knows
Words outside
Of words.

Tuesday, 16 November 2010

poetic fragments 11

I've lost my cards
That identify myself,
Open the door,
Bring me to a psychiatrist,
And give me chances to dream.

Cards are life.

I've lost my cards
In the moonless night.

I've lost even my death.

Monday, 15 November 2010

poetic fragments 10

Crows fly
Across the November river.
They never rush.
They fly to the past

In the yesterday sky
Across the last year river.

Time doesn’t fly
But stays in the past.

The death
That I never experience.

Sunday, 14 November 2010

poetic fragments 9

I talk about
Snow outside
Murder by a neighbor
War overseas.

I enjoy the linguistic game
Around a stunted thought.

A Japanese poet said,
" I shouldn't have remembered words."

I agree with him.
But the world without words
Has no behaviors.

I'm seeing
Snow falling from my room.

He didn't deny
Some responsibility
For the world
Where it snows violently.

Saturday, 13 November 2010

poetic fragments 8

The first snow
On the silence of stones
The single color
Painted the diversity

A rose as red as blood
In your hand

I’ m surprised
At the contexts of snow

poetic fragments 7

The city lights
Reflected on the winter lake
Genève is now
In the scent of full moon

Sadness in his eyes
The truth in his falsetto
The lake is too pellucid

Friday, 12 November 2010

poetic fragments 6

At the end
Of a bare corridor,
Autumn leaves
In sunlight
There are always answers
In my memory
But no questions
No writings

poetic fragments 5

The shade on the desk
Of a small stone
From Lac Léman
Winter has come in it

The sound of silence

Thursday, 11 November 2010

poetic fragments 4

All the rivers
To the sea
All the living now
As the cosmos flowers
Beyond love
Beyond poetry

A boy's counting stars

Tuesday, 9 November 2010

poetic fragments 3

Time flows slowly
Through the land
The sun never sets
Over the lake
A still winter
In a swan

poetic fragments 2

The deep winter sky -
A hawk falling
Into it
Another moon
Another vanity

Sunday, 7 November 2010

poetic fragments 1

The autumn water
In the glass
Rhein still runs
In it.

I'm satisfied
The earth is round.