When space is silence…

Words, sounds, and space…


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Where?

 
I want to be in the city someone forgot to build    
right in the middle of dreams    
where there is nothing to hide    
 
A city fueled by a passionate sun   
who writes temporal poems on afternoon clouds    

A city at night covered by black-winged butterflies
whose flutter sparkles abstract motifs on an ever-changing sky

I want to be where tears and pain are shown
as much as laughter and joy
Where contrast is welcome
paradigms are broken
truths challenged

Snow & Fire

Storm

        Desire

I want to be there …


_____Adriana Citlali
XIX-VI-MMXIV

Written for dVerse | Poetics : Around the world and Meeting the Bar ~ Repetition, Repetition, Repetition


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A black bird

               Touch

Memory
    Completeness

                               Heat

A black bird covers the day
with butterfly wings
  in a hug surrounding the sky

               Touch

It’s space between two bodies
when the distance disappears

                               Heat

Finding colors in the absence
Feeling contact in a sign

    Completeness

The wings open the exit of dreams
Nobody wants to return

_____Adriana Citlali
I-X-MMIII
XXV-XI-MMXII
XIII-II-MMXIII

  
  
  
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