the instante of a glance

Instant of a Glance


It plays in the glance
Of butterflies wings
to-and-fro seduction.
Oh! Breeze fluttering almost tactile,
in a forget-me-not branch.

A moonlight shawl, full moon
shaking the waters
brightening fleetingly a light instant.

Playful glance
plays of love.
Child venturing in dangers
of one more construction set.

Brilliance... childlike glance.
Magician taking away from top hat
crepe paper pigeons and flowers
chromatic scarves in tenuous thread,
illusion of hauled illusory look
play of seduction.

Oh! Sweet enchantment of presence
that illuminates doors
where someone waits.
And there’s a sun between the lips.

HSS

Enigma/ Angel

Enigma

Deaf stain of Time
rolls in to Abyss.
Gentle night's shadow
in quiet sceneries.
The long dogs howl,
at night, startles me.
Consumes death hours.

Angel

I announce the Angel. To the night-birds, I announce.
It will come when the night flowers confide for constellations,
gathering the whole night mystery,
for between winds, trees and distressed gardens.
I announce the Angel. To the night-birds I announce.
It will come like a thunder or like symphony - sweets, memories brought from skies.
I announce all, announce
The white Angel of humble poetry.

Striptease

Striptease


" Of me, I took away piece for piece:
The clothes
wrapped from past
Heart
for not waiting any appeal
The sex
between silent firestones
The love
condemned to passion
The blood
red bird gushing frightened
The words
before they escaped from the ears
The skin
with already discolored prints
The arms
for not heating more the body
The legs
that did not want to carries me in this life
The hairs
For a renewal like a light cloud
The eyes
for not darkens to the day brightness
The hands
for not looking the ceased love face
The nose
to forget the smell of images not reminded
The thought
that was injuring me the dawns
The ears
not hearing the sleepless silences
The feet
which, would always be going to look you, as injured bird...
The fingers
that never undid my knots
My singing
that slides sadly before the hidden light
and finally
finally my body
for not bent gathering the shells of time…”

HSS

À Luz

À luz

Jamais haverá guerra
entre duas espadas.
Duas virgens se espancam
de desejo nacarado.
Duas espadas se cumprimentam
e delas o embate
de duas virgens impenetráveis.

é reluzente o choque entre duas espadas.


Hss