5th Book
"In Search of Philosophy"
Date: 2009
Poems: 44
Copies: 10
Collection: indian summer
Publishing company: Private edition - "home-made"
NEW POETRY SIGN
When the radio played,
My heartbeat could be heard,
In the pure darkness of perfection.
When that happened, my body creaked
And when the night was blue,
The poet sang silently,
As if you were given whiskey
And the boy shut up.
As I once watched,
When I was little!
It passed and now I'm grown
And I hear a lot more stuff.
Thanks to you, to them
And so many other external influences
Of my life and my existence
Like the 50 that passes in Benfica
But it only stops in Algés.
And there were so many cars around him...
The words flow
And there are sometimes
Elegance in expressions.
FOG
Fog, air, dry, cold, white,
Walls, smooth, cold, white, nothing.
The power of things.
The power.
We, me, me, me, me zero or close.
Nothing nothing nothing nothing…
After all.
(...)
You get lost in life.
You are losing your life.
we are going on,
I don't really know where.
I hope one day...
ABSTRACTION FOR INSTANTS
Dust,
Lust,
Cards,
Love,
Table,
Wine,
Floor,
Music,
Do I need to rhyme?