What? – a late night poem
What are we? but hopes for the future, memoirs of the past, and moments of presence. What were we? before fixed culture, cultivating raw dreams, Without limits or a fence....
Love is in the air
Of lovers and love, I’ve know a few, who could confirm their love is true. But, what is love? I must ask you. Is is a feeling that you once...
Correcting others
In wonderment to what life may display, I seized the moment without dismay. With hopeful thoughts I sealed the day, and kept holding to the best out of today. I...
Old poems (6/6): Thank you God
Thank you God for the eyes you gave me, so I can watch the view of the sea. Thank you for my nose, with it I can smell the pretty...
Old poems (5/6): My father
I thank you God for a wonderful dad, who has taught me what is good from bad. I always want to make him proud. Even if I have to fly...
Old poems (4/6): They asked me
They asked me: Who do you love? I answered: The one above. They asked me: Who do you respect? I answered: Who made everything ready and set. They asked me:...
Old poems (3/6):Peace
Just put your hand with mine and the world will be fine. There is something deep inside me. Something that no body can see. Let us be a one loving...
Old poems (2/6): Nature
Another one at around thirteen years of age. At this point I was living in Halifax, Canada. The sky is bright blue, that the sun shines through. The water is...
Old poems (part 1/6): I’d like to be
Below is the first poem that I can remember writing. I was about twelve when I wrote and my English was at its infancy. I’d like to be like the...
Sun & Moon
A short poem or poetic thought Our roles are best divided this way. That I guard the night, you guard the day. Our true love and friendship will entwine, till...
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