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14 Jun 2020

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Pale cells

The sun hits me strong

With no compassion for my shy skin.

My winter shade resists and makes me

a late arrival from the moon.

In this childhood of summer,

My melanin grows.

Plant me

Chlorophyll-rich are my holidays.

Below my body in the day

And in my hands in the night,

Grass and flowers empower my journey.

I am

Relaxing and breathing

The fresh green.

Holidays

Your pipettes are still smoking

And your notes on scrap paper

When the holidays arrive.

A feeling of incomplete and guilt descends

While you leave the long concrete corridor.

your mind rushes

to plan and refine elegant experiments

Not to waste time

While your bikini awaits you.

Summer

Gutted by the weather,
I fill the apartment with palms and yellow
And dig into coconut ice-cream
With my happy spoon.
Summer is still here.

Lake Sunday

The crowd surrounds me
and the water splashed while I lay
Dried in the sun of a lazy Sunday.
The last glimpse of summer
condenses in drops on my skin
while the green landscape lingers.

Bikini crazy

I today rediscover that skin breathes
and how solar radiation empowers my thoughts
and turns me into a powerful and brave curl.
Summer at its full potential
and me peak together this year
in the middle of an unpredictable July.

Protein sun

I lye satisfied on the concrete
Washed by the sea and the sweetness of reward
After a year of thoughtful work.
The heat unfolds my thoughts
and my skin relaxed,
finally breathing.

Energy crisis

I have no idea of what power
Is pulling the sun up today,
Across a deserted sky of summer loneliness.
I can estimate that strength
And find carefully inside myself
To push myself through the chores
Of the office, of the hobbies, of the marriage.

Work control

Even on this tortuous mountain
In this dry day off July,
I feel you watching me
With Your magnifying lens.
Your rules are met
And my sweat will drop to the floor
At any minute.
Your lens makes you feel powerful,
Yet it burns me in my place in the sun.

Lake life

Calm and covered by a relaxed pale sky,
The lake represents me
Today.
A surface of sweet waves
Not higher than a foot
Condenses the life and motion
Under the surface.
Dynamic and cool,
I reach the
The approaching shore and its stony grass.

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