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Thou running in those mysterious lands

With your beautiful dancing walk

Through shores of pure white sands

In winter gardens and flowers in the hands

Free as a flying rapid hawk

Among unknown spirits and songs

Dreaming of a truly better life

In search of the place to where one belongs

Over curled paths as narrow as a knife

The passage

 We left with our shadow

We didn't look back

Holding our pain

Tight in the chest

Away from useless things

Away from dead beings

Anywhere the fate us brings

The message

 Each sign is a message

first to themselves and then to others

an appointment in a distant future

when lost the memory

of faces, actions and sounds

we will have to rely on those symbols

It is up to us to revive them

give them a meaning

perhaps even imaginative

but that will inspire us in life

Wrong way

 Where did we lose our way

At what precise moment

Was it by mistake

Maybe it was for love

Or out of terror

Now we wander among the waves

of an unknown ocean

towards an unknown landing

Wings

 The not taken paths

never existed

And the lost ones

they are forever

Memory weighs foggy

different for each of us

Suspended we are over the abyss

over the past rubble

Our fragile wings spreaded

in a longing for heaven

If...

If in the air a gasp

rapidly flapping wings

on the edge of the night

vaguely floods your pale face

in this silent wall of shadows

tell me where that bright path is

that I dreamed of for us in our most beautiful days?

It is the time my dear for a profounder prayer

in this gathered shell of naked flesh

like a wound that cannot heal

in a faint and animal tremor

infinitesimal particles

of a brownian haze

I beg your pardon my children

no longer my eyes see

in the dark we are all alone

Kingdom of words

This word that doesn't move armies
doesn't arm rifles isn't command
doesn't detonate bombs doesn't kill
This word so naked so helpless
falls on the void and goes out into silence
neglected by all useless verb
doesn't change life doesn't improve it
Overwhelmed by the rhetoricians of vain words
dies closed in private drawers
in the damp twilight of basements
sold off on the stalls

sent in stacks to the pulp

Eyes

Crystal heart
siliceous heart
Your eyes
mysterious eyes
decided my life
I gave you my soul
and you returned me
colored threads
of many colors
skies of different structure
In your green gaze
I always dissolve myself
in shreds of thoughts

Falling stars

You can't listen
to all the speaking things
Countless are rising
the voices from earth
and raining from the immense

river of stars

Once upon a time

We have been children
often along the banks
of turbulent streams
living the world
that doesn't exist
out of the enchanted circle

of the childhood

The world in my mind

Sailing on the sea
among currents and winds
the mind flies
On our fragile vessels dancing
we sail towards a landing place
while all around us
in the sea of life

rages the storm

Mirage

Sometimes I close my eyes
a light switches on
it's a widespread flare
comes from above
from where no one knows
brings a new message
but who will understand?
Open all the doors
my beautiful lady
I'm living in a trance
at the edge of the dawn
I feel a strong wind
that takes me away
let yourself be lulled

by this glimmering ray

Goodbye

The thrill is gone, yeah
No more time for the past
Stop to memories
Dangerous old stories
Let them in the darkness
In forgetfulness
Goodbye

Beached

Where is the promised land
where the magnificent future dreamed of?
Here we arrived in the dead of night
exhausted by struggling in the high seas
As far as the eyes can see
only high mountains
and unknown valleys

                                                

Nature in the city

All the way down the path

Seeking the light

Bifurcations! Bifurcations!
The events troubled me
I’ll never come back again
You know...tempus fugit...tempus fugit
Change! I need an A-Change!
Abandon the sterile paths
Seek the light! Seek the light!
You know...tempus fugit...tempus fugit
Go on! Go ahead!
Over all the miserable things
In the true reality
Jump the gun! Jump the gun!

Terminal

Where the glorious sailing ships
that plowed proud
all the seas of the world
invincible among the high breakers
and the hard cannon shots ended?
And where the powerful trains
rushing with our lives
eager for distant horizons?
We all ended up stranded
among dark cliffs
of rusty scrap.

Rooms

This life
we can't escape
constrained
in the perception of the limit itself
crowded
with tangential presences
zeroed
at each generation
deviant by rule
with too many people
and too much loneliness

The long night

In the dead of night
I catched a thought
who wandered silent
over the black hills
rocky is the road way back
harsh and inhuman
This immense river of dead
always repelled me
but now we caress
its soft fluid banks
a flame of life in the palms
and sing the praises of the Lord

Balloons

are all my dreams
high in the sky
floating on a stream
of colorful lullabies
suspended at balloons
lost long time ago
old yellow junes
sparkling on the mows

 

Dystopia

If we weren't so alone
how would we feel
the breath of the earth
If we didn't feel this pain
how would we understand
the others hearts
If we don't understand
the others reasons
how would we hope
in a better world
If we didn't hope for the future
how would we love
life really

Hope

Again the clouds thicken
in the nostrils an imminent rain
I don't want them to take me far away
tearing me from my safe nest
I'll wait for the icy water
to go upstream
The way to the stars
were nights of terror
before midnight
I will eat your heart
Of this motionless air from the bottom
tiring silence of the horizon
in the misty glow that confuses
intense thirst in search of its source

Eclipse

Mute is now the word
Useless
Everything went dark
The parched earth
Turned to red trails
Of dark Blood

Beaufort Castle - Highlands of Scotland

Melancholy sonata

Reality is an earthquake that twists your bowels
makes the earth the houses the mind explode
At 7.40 the train did not pass
but the chandeliers were still rocking
The earthquake saved us from pity
landing all good intentions
which is known to pave hell
And even if we weren't really happy
because the opera was not completed
and the music was silent forever
we could finally think about the future

Big brother

Mechanical lives
of a material world
aspiring to be human
The Big Clocker lurking
in a magical darkness
rules our destiny
Maybe it's not good or bad
even not indifferent
unfathomable purposes for us
Nothing we can do
but keep believing
to be free

Virus

We live segregated in homes
like in a war bunker
We crawl masked and lonely
on deserted streets of infected cities
Every person every object can be lethal
We no longer trust anyone
A microscopic being
a crowned virus
contends our life
In this strange dense fog
of the last spring
the future vanishes
like everything else

Original sin

In the original garden
a maiden was prowling
Eva beautiful and virginal
however a little dreamy
Gaily went across the lawn
heedless of everything
scenting like rose
light winged heart
Adam also fluttered
all day playing around
in the great river swimming
so the day passed
On the big tree in the sun
the snake stretched
he was angry "but what people
offspring are also at risk here!"
With words like honey
he called the two stragglers to him
"please eat these apples
that you will then be saved"
They were a little special apples
with radical effects
Eve and Adam then paired
and the offspring was generated
This was the fact that really
finally saved humanity
all the fault of the snake
just a nice impertinent

Castles in the sky

Sometimes I close my eyes
a light comes on
it is a widespread flare
a vehement heat glare
it comes from above
from where you don't know
brought by a messenger dove
but who will it show?
The soul is tired
I don't want to think
that number isn't right
there's nothing to cling
this heat oppresses me
it takes my breath away
my mind tarnishes here
I want to sleep today
In sleep there is a dream
and I'm running away
I worked so hard upstream
it's really an agony
I would like to wake up
but I'm an asleep bream
I intertwined my hands
to ease the pains
Open the door for me
my beautiful lady glee
I live in a deep trance
on a castle up on sky
on the edge of a dawn
floating on the clouded night
I feel a strong wind
that takes me away
let yourself be lulled
by this fantasy pulled

Left behind

To which god do the excluded belong?
Not to the God of the Churches
Not to the State not to Society
They are my children your children
With their dignity suppressed
Without a life without a future
Nobody's children as all failures
Deceived and thrown in the deep end
From the presbyopia of fools
Who see a distant suffering humanity
But are blind to the near multitude

The last wave

The last wave
overwhelmed everything
our dreams
our future
It swallowed
beauty and ugly
good and bad
people and animals
And after the huge din
it left an even stronger silence
But we were among the survivors
And life went on as usual
indifferent to our memories
and to our pain

THE EDGE Art Gallery

Lightness

No more dreams
lead now I am
anchored to the ground
by gray children
of gray ideologies
of power and death
I live in a separate reality
spend my days
to count the days
I aspire to heaven
and sink into the abyss
Nothing more distinguishable
trapped now
in this semblance
deceptive of life
I float in hyperbolic spaces
negative geometries
the existence curve
on the infinite limit circle
I find a crack
and disperse in myriads
of subtle vibrations
Diaphanous strings
envelop me
in narrow universes
The heart dries up
with rigorous metrics
We are peripheral numbers
sobs of ancient gods
indifferent anthropophages
Inhuman tangential presences
mark the solitude
of incomprehensible absences
Forced into this garden
multitude of fools
we are in labels
of white coats
Imperfect mechanisms
aspirants to human
Our disease
is in a divine folder
an irrevocable judgment

Scotia in my mind

Beautiful land between heaven and sea
Unknown to me but not to my heart
Remember my dear the auld lang syne
Never forgotten in our minds
Sing a new song beloved bard
ROBERT and burns our pride again

For my Scottish friends

Balance

I live on the edge of an ancient madness

reflected in the alcoholic mirror

of an incipient razor's blade

I tear off a mask a day

to reveal your pathetic fears

Sooner or later the arsenals will break out

I hope to be there at the funeral of the Earth

finally there will be no difference

between the dark in the mind

and the darkness of the soul

Let's disintegrate as well

this heap of useless words

Engrave death

on every thought

on every beat of life

a radioactive stamp

                  

Birth

I follow that light in the dark
who knows where will it take me?
Here the truth is more fluid
a little out of reality.
I'm in the garden of nowhere
inside a blue light.
In the belly I amuse myself
before morning comes.
Suspended in the deep sea
life awaits an invitation
It is a hidden beat
an inhibited breath.
It is time for the great awakening
in this well I now sink.
Through a soft crack
I have seen the end of the world.

Season

I don't need snow falling
to hear the silence
that life suspends
I can see everything changes
in round soft white
and everything calms down
While the fluffy clouds
come down on us
life rises strongly
in your smile
Still warm your icy hands
as it once was and in light vaulting
within the folds of time
those white tears are entangled
in the silky strands of your hair

Dressing room

Written into the things
on scattered fragments
we will all die
but not equally
No memory
will pay us back
the loss of the sun
Now it shines
as you need
dries the roofs
wipes  the fields
evaporates tears
on your pretty face
makes us happy
I listened to your crying
through deformed perspectives
of two-storey cathedrals
with a solid structure
I don't want to make you dream
but give you a hope
And so the light returned
from a future past
hostile vibrations
hit my mind
many of the latest faiths
asked for forgiveness
In the silent hour
we will finally pronounce
our secret names

Another life

I know this ancient darkness
gray rooms foggy lights
maze of earthy caves
Claustrophobic funicular buildings
and doors suspended in a leaden sky
Loneliness of old warehouses
and mysterious presences
Here I am back
night mirror of the day
but this is no longer my world
Now I live in the sun and wind
without the need for wings

Black

The Ancient Pendulum

I introduce myself
I am the Clock
the Ancient Pendulum
I swing and kick again
I count the seconds, the minutes, the hours
I count your days
Give me the charge
don't make me stop
of your life
I am the pulse
My banner
myriads of crosses
people coming
people going
There is no present, past, future
it's your time for you
my dance for me
I'm the gun barrel
I count the turns of that drum
Who'll get the next shot?

Red

Cause don't you die
even into us
I gave your name
to the reddest rose
of my garden

So

So
d'ombre
d'umidi recessi
notturni
di tuoni lontani
e di giorni persi
So
your destiny
was a bomb
falling from the sky
straight on your lives
miserable and unwise
So
tenía un cinturón
se hizo estallar
entre la gente
borró nuestras vidas
por accidente
So
c'était son surnom
cheveux yeux coulants
un projectile lui traversa
le coeur en s'emportant
pour toujours sa splendeur

I know
of shadows
of damp nocturnal
recesses
of distant thunder
and lost days
So
your destiny
was a bomb
falling from the sky
straight on your lives
miserable and unwise
Under
he had a belt
blew himself up
among the people
canceled our lives
by accident
So
was her nickname
flowing eyes hair
a bullet went through
her heart taking forever
away her splendor