Take my final utterance…

Take my final utterance and disperse it below, avoiding the mention of heathens hanging by the edges of denuded moonlights and visions steeped in worry for the possibility that refused the piercing psalm of the one-eyed cockcrow. Consume this docile flower with my laughter in mind, and the slight stroke of your hand against where my face used to be. Recall the quiet sway of brittle trees poised for celebratory gyrations in honor of disjointed myths and weather-

Deep in the vagaries…

Deep in the vagaries Of blind thought A sentinel emerges And waits for the call of Blue laughter and Pain covered with restless ivy. Land and sea are one, The clouds have fallen Into disrepute, and A once sprightly zephyr Has become embittered By the relentless dogmatism Of snowy mirages Barely frozen. Art: “El Ojo” Salvador Dali #Surrealism #art #Artwork #poetry #poem #Artist #PoeticInterpretation #SalvadorDali #Poet

I’m Here…

I’m here, I’m not here. I follow her, anxiously Into a relentless density of wooded paths and united passions, Where curiosity is ramified into infinite branches of intent. She’s familiar with these worlds; Already traveled, already there, waiting for the hand, Or at least its shadow. Art: “Woman III” Joan Miro #Surrealism #art #painting #spanishartists #JoanMiro #WomanIII #poetry #poem