When space is silence…

Words, sounds, and space…


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For just one night

I loved you for just one more night
You came in that dream after our journey
     –the long one    walking apart

Off-guard
Edginess in our exchange
Expectation      maybe fog

Night-wine    seven candles    two glasses
Utopian hours    dismissed distance
unrestrained ecstasy

Though it ends      again


_____Adriana Citlali
XX-VII-MMXVI

Source: A quadrille (44 words) to celebrate dVerse’s 5th anniversary!


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I need to disappear

Photo by IndigoBlue

  Cover my irides from all light   

  Let the people around fade slowly   
                                 –smoke dissipating into peaceful darkness   
  Cover my ears from coherent sounds   
                                 –random noise losing its volume  
  Let me lie down   


      My lightless wings grow gently   
                –serene brush strokes by a faceless painter  
      I open my arms  
            hug the warmth of absence
            of flying without movement
               directionless
               dimension-free
            of dreaming with no light
               oblivious
               unconcerned


      When I need to disappear
                 I melt into a dark-winged angel
                    & fly unaffected by this world


_____Adriana Citlali
XXVIII-I-MMXV

Today I read Debi Swim’s blog. I bumped into Death of a Poet, a poem inspired by the photo from indigoblue posted above and the prompt at Poem Tryouts: Take Wing. The photo is artistic and thought-provoking –I had to write a poem!


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Outside

  

The lights are off       The music  on

It rains    outside   

         You could not remember
         I deceive
         The air had your smell
         Complicity-perfumed breeze
         I could not care anymore
         Conniving wind
         Extended stillness
         Passion-scented stillness
         You lied

The night is on   

After-rain freshness enters my unreality   

The air has your breeze

You are close

I dream

I lie


_____Adriana Citlali
XXVI-X-MMXIV

Tonight I am writing under the influence of beautiful, melancholic music.

OpenLinkNight at dVerse


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The poetry of the untold

        Almost forgotten  
Waves hitting the corner of your eye   
Words refusing to leave your muted lips   
A touch you take for granted   

Every day   
  Each morning   
     Thru the whole night   

      Ephemeral  
Sounds silenced by the background noise
by that noise –reminder of the relevant
   the atonal background that makes our life monotonous
   that makes us forget the music
   in the details   –vital subtleties deemed soundless

What is your silence?
What fills your day without recognition?
Is it    her    memory or your loneliness?
…   the warmness of the blanket?
…    the kindness in that dream?
Or just forced stillness in your thoughts?

    Obstructed  
Moments we decide to ignore
Experiences pushed deep into oblivion
Numbness inflicted to believe in the ordinary
Known conformity of the self who hides from oddity
Obstruction of the everyday outliers

Today
        I’ll dream ethereal realities that can’t be forgotten
Tomorrow
      I’ll take the risk, paint the canvas, unplug my ears

   But first
I’ll tell the memory, mute the silence, dance the walk, feel the touch!


_____Adriana Citlali
VIII-X-MMXIV

 

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