Free Verse
Ultratechnologycal God
Honoring the
body
lets adore an ultratechnologycal god
a cold, swift and complex one
whom every morning
we will serve humble
glittering its “on” button
a god to whom we will caress
the polar chips
to cool our inefficiency
caused by emotions
love hate compassion tenderness
Ultratechnogical god !
the soul reflected on the mirror of your ice
shrinks tiny
while you grow
while start entering the drawer
of the museum of times
the poets philosophers psychologists
the arts the irrental
to be visited
like collection objects
strange insects
incomprehensible unnecessary
in the economic machinery
Ultratechnological god !
the night has arrived !
with panic lets turn off your button
we admire your rest in total death
but to us are left the dreams
that shout from their ferrous cell
that there was once a feeling
a living a loving
a being before having
a sharing
total and profound that was real
but is now part of the mnemic hologram
Silence
As love was
immense....
......silence......
as the armor was to struggle
....ethereal silence....
as knowing was profound
...a finger caressed the ellipse in silence...
as neurons
foretold the third phrase
...anticipated silence...
better listen
to inhabitants of silence
to the zoom of cosmic atoms
the uuhh of ear tension
the song of birds
the howling wind
and the images of fantasy and dreams
talking silently
as immense love......
......silence......
Oxygen With
You
Though I Find Not The Words
music
music
music
silence-knot
silence-knot
silence-knot
thread-channel-wave
thread-channel-wave
thread-channel-wave
sea sea and sea and mouthful and drowning
and salt in the algae
and brilliant and resplendent mist
and salty tears
in each rotation towards oxygen
and salted water in the collapsing ovaries
bursting bubbles in the anchor
and seminal sweet waters in the sea
in each rotation towards oxygen
and waterish tears in the glassy sand
and crystals in the algae and organs
and honey in the brine
of the great mother-father fluid
Being Non
Local
in the
recovery of silence
I exchanged my life for nothing
I share the noise of moving objects
while I am non local
in the state of being in the whole
maybe the divine conscience
has us in the terrestrial chess game
as an experiment
checkers men showing their face
of emotional tanned skin
the queen untouchable rose
the chess bishop dressing like a dog
the king eliminating chips
believing himself author of destiny
in this experiment
that is out of our reach
because only a magnetic photon
in our non local being
keeps us gravitating
Believing
When I believe
in Darwin
I am newborn in the planet
I am a soup of molecules
at random
dancing, crazy, unconscious atoms
that shaped the first all
without a useless creator
All was self generated
before the Big Bang
Including nothingness
Including the everlasting all
When I believe in divinity
I am eternal in eternity
I was never created
I belong to luminescence
amorous sage unknowable
I am timeless
tenderly pierced by living arrows
when horrified by materialism
so that I may
be eternal in eternity
descend in the perfumed fainting of a flower
and feel its shock when cut
be heated in the warm
vibration of rocks
that call me by my name
to jump with the squirrel
and perceive its goal
as unattainable wizard
and fly in the infra-worlds
that the divine contrasts
and pardon
and repose
peacefully
