Thursday, November 11, 2010

Blue Rainglasses

She wore them to welcome the winter,
and to keep her salty eyes warm,
she saw the light of tomorrow,
to blink away yesterday's storm

Monday, November 8, 2010

That flower


It was the flower, which bloomed across the oceans,
then an imprint, warming my yellow pages
became a painting, with the rusty colours
and a thought of life, lasting through ages.