Ladmilla's dream

Now that I have found the way of time
I will come back more often here in this house
where you have been young and happy
to see me even in incognito
with the dairy cow in the nearby stable
and you will give me a basket of splendid red apples as usual juicy
then I will leave you with the promise to come back soon
and ask you may I call you grandparents?
And you will answer me with a bright and sure smile!
So losing myself in the used alleys
I will think tomorrow I'll say who I am

The embrace

Meeting streams of life
exchange intense desires for return
piezoelectric stresses release
Like majestic rivers melting together
and at first quiet waves then rear up
tumultuously rippling in triumphant
doodles of candid foam
Listen time runs away
but not this gloomy pain
The silvery sound of the carillon
at the fourth ramp broke
and my exile was decreed forever

Dissonances

Solitudes impossible to reach
they run much more than yours
Solitudes perched on dizzying heights
like ancient castles
Solitudes that slip past you
they live in other dimensions
Solitudes of old warehouses
cluttered with broken paper
Solitudes so affable
you can't perceive them
Solitudes too serious
you can't talk to them
Solitudes so sad
that make you cry
Solitudes of the living
in the presence of the dead
Solitudes you meet daily
piled up to billions
Solitudes of skylights
under an August sun
Solitudes of solitaries
walking for country lanes
Solitudes you would like to love
but you can't 'cause they want to be alone