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Tuesday, August 29, 2017

sometimes and without

sometimes and
without a smile
i wish to walk
out into the waves

at night, in mornings
which do not sing
for me nor for you,
the wasted days

nothing can soothe,
the nights all alone,
the days perverted
and being asked

and asked to suffer
frustration as it is
what must be good to
me: no, i said no.

no. i listen now,
i listened to you,
now i listen to
nothing but oceans

and just, truly, wish
a way to die,
to go, to sleep
in the deep deep

waters, amongst fishes
and seaweed, with stones,
gone, gone forever,
ashes blown to the moon.

nobody, nobody knows
me there, and i will never
be me again, gone,
gone, gone.

sometimes and 
without a smile
i wish to walk
out into the waves


Fwd: from saõ jacinto to praia pragueira near pontevedra



































































Monday, August 28, 2017

no~

the harbour is far,
maybe there is none.
from far out at sea
waves are rolling,

nothing else,
no voice to reach,
no harbour i see,
just sailing on

maybe to be washed
ashore, stranded.
i follow seagulls,
nobody else.

i listen, the roar of 
this sea, the gulls,
my thoughts whirling,
still, i steer this ship

through storm, through 
all, follow stars,
i left all at home,
here i am free

no more hope,
only fate, i must
and must follow
the wind

and the small voice
inside, none other,
no opinions on me,
no words. i go.




castanheira de pera, Lousa, Aveiro