Uncertainty

Ashamed, I wonder: what's the worth of mine?.
Shy and cautious,
dodging by the shadows.
What am I afraid of?
Unmanned emotions arise in... me?
and face off the ones in... you?
Please, spot me across the shelves,
you, milk-skinned matron,
show me your gems, deliver your solace.
Let's forget our names and shapes.

Angry weather

Crows under stormy clouds,

early spring and quietness.

Greedy land, so much mud and clay, your only wealth...

Yet a million buds, a million grassblades, a million leaves,

a million drafts of a million lives.

¡Pay heed, you hero, king of mices!  

Micro love song

The closer you are
the more butterfly I become.
Far off you
I creep and crawl.
And then your eyes appear,
and this caterpillar bursts in joy
for you make me winged,
for your splendent countenance
matches the radiancy of your soul.

Maps

Mind's orography:
cliffs, plains, high plateaus...
Mind's hidrology:
roaring ravines, lazy rivers, murky swamps...
Mind's oceanography:
limitless turquoise, monsters of the deep...

Time, time

No time,
but events and ghosts.
A heap of fading memories
I'm told to be Me.

1st month, 19th day Water Dragon Year

Being tree in Iberia, a doomed fate.
The Doomsday scene:
Iberians wielding chainsaws.

*****

The hourglass of my skin, one day peach,
now reptile, elefant, mosaic...
The day to turn it upside down gets closer.

1st month, 2nd day Water Dragon Year

Friends scarce.
No chat, no gossip in the steppe.
Just listening
this harsh land utterances.
Every word is rather loss.