Adornments

Dream

 

your silence is no void

speaks of grace of coronations

and piety

wears adornment of poetry

a limbless statue upon my dreams.

 

Veronicas and Campanulas

wind is the revolution of flowers
for the sake of secrecy
up there
across fields and meadows
hiding under broken bridges of illusion
they whisper
Campanulas dance and kiss
Veronicas dance and kiss
indolently

Mother

the loving agony of the mighty eagle
your last kiss

secretly mother held
in her palm

As your letters never reached
left eye

 

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