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I want to thank everyone for the lovely year, even if we never got to interact. Thank you for reading my posts, poems and the like, even if occasionally. 

Thank you for those who were sweet and kind to me, especially when I really needed sweetness and kindness in my life. You know who you are, I never forget anyone. 

I haven’t been very active on WP (or anywhere) lately, but maybe things will change soon. I have to visit many blogs. 

Wishing you happiness.

A beautiful and peaceful 2018 for all of us

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May

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Clouds

Locked in a haze

Somewhere between here

And the skies above —

A confusion of voices and colors

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ML

Towers

For the love, I’d fallen on
In the swampy august dawn
What a mischief you would bring, young darling.
When the onus is not all your own
When you’re up for it before you’ve grown

From the faun forever gone
In the towers of your honeycomb
I’d a tore your hair out just to climb back, darling
When you’re filling out your only form
Can you tell that it’s just ceremon’
Now you’ve added up to what you’re from

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my neglected fish tank

NOT MERELY WORDS

Sometimes we wake from a dream and realize we’ve been dreaming some part of that dream over and over again. This morning I woke from a dream with the knowledge that I had dreamed about the same fish tank many times in the past.

The fish tank, covered by some kind of sheet, had been neglected by me for such a long time that no fish could possibly be alive. So I left it alone and continued to ignore it.

Eventually I decided to remove the cover, though I really did not want to. But I did. To my surprise, most of the fish were alive, some were sick, and some were dead, including two fancy goldfish.

I decided to rededicate myself to the care of my fish. I started by removing the dead ones with a net.

What part of me have I given up on? What part must…

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Oxygen

When you kissed my lips

You shared with me

Your unique breath of life

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Your face was so warm;

I touched your forehead. I felt

The weight of your head against my chest

As you rested for a moment

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We are not lovers. I don’t want

Your sex

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You smile

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You are oxygen

In my lungs.

Let me feel the warmth of your existence

Here with me, in this bed

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ML