föstudagur, maí 29, 2009 broken trunk

sing about seasons
about sorrow, salt and some honey
drip words inside of me
play your notes, let them go
drop crayon candies on the ground
i don't mean it
pick them up again
draw your notes, fix them on the wall
fix yourself
break your cups
make me remember
make me forget
drip your past on me
drip your leaves
drip your senses
drip your honey
drip your tea
drip your path
on dead sand
KICK THEM OFF YOUR FEET
AND LET THE WIND BLOW THEM AWAY.

rafael at 2:59 f.h.

dead branches

one for the gardens in my house
two for my dog barking far away
three for the dreams that flew from me
four for the bird i left in the cage

summer is gone
i planted a tree
alone

rafael at 2:52 f.h.

root wings

flying low through senseless nights
seeing lights where everything is dark
sense your self, sense yourself,
sense yourself, sense yourself,
sense your self, sense yourself,
sense yourself, sense your self
let go of poison-
embrace the stars

rafael at 2:10 f.h.

miðvikudagur, maí 27, 2009 pedra máscara asa

ventos
desalentos
lentos
lamentos

rafael at 2:19 f.h.

föstudagur, maí 22, 2009 um mar de cinza

mar de cinza,
mar sem fim

mar do eterno amanhã,
do infinito
de antes de ontem
na maré

mar de cinzas,
mar de meu fim:
mar dos meus pesos, desejos,
percevejos e faíscas,
mar de fúria,
mar de apresentações,
representações,
construções e sensações
mar de despedidas, de idas e vindas
mar de cores, de dores e odores,
de imagens e mensagens
de ecos reversos

mar de cinza,
mar de mim.

rafael at 1:00 f.h.