Sudden downpour

JB 2019, that day

 

Sudden downpour breaks clouds below us,
where Ayas Valley opens itself
widening its green far to the east
where Elina is kissed by wind

There I climbed for my so young years
among rock ruins, boulders and screes
to find myself, beyond any path
footed by crowd, beyond summer rules

I was looking for huge solitudes
on the peak where I placed a cross.
Then I missed you, soon, so nostalgia
made me run back to your tight hugs

Here we are, quite in front of that mountain
in the clear sky above the dark rain.
We are in peace and enjoy this last day
of vacation. Our gaze goes on far

 

Zerbion Mount,

August, 30th 2019

 

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It’s so light

Photo by JB, there, that night

 

It’s so light air on ice
where we move sudden, heavy,
as dark bodies. White is everywhere.
For two days I’ve no worries with me
 

Frost now creaks under us: every weight
becomes noise without answer
and this shadow that Moon draws grey down
is surprise on the virgin snow ground
 

Really priceless is silence or panting
taking my breath away in the cold.
All my world tonight is black and white
and discloses new mountains, new stars

 

Bernina Pass, February, 16th 2019

 

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Bellavitaa

Photo by JB, 2014

 

In your lawn I lie down and I’m peaceful.
You catch me as I were simple life
without asking for anything, only
wearing your welcoming smile

 
There are silence and peace on your lap,
your skin is like a dress full of light:
only it’s a slight whisper of dream.
I’m calm seeking your glance to give me up

 

IRC Chat, 29.VII.2018

 

 

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The storm

Oh, I’m so sorry: yesterday I cannot post this stuff, so I do it now.

 

Photo by JB, 2017

 

I experience the silence of mountain
lonely as balcony over the plain
where each river flows, where each old land
is now fighting against roads and buildings

 

A big storm is preparing in the west side,
it will be here soon, symbol and fact.
I stare at its black night, at its feature
that completely hides sun and blue sky

 

July, 11th  2018

 

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I need silence

JB, 2013

 

Now
I need silence
and cold.

I need time
to sink watches
I need time
to stop time
I seek thoughts
to kill thoughts.
 

I find
only empty bad thoughts
I find evil
the evil I am.
 

I was selfish and cruel
I need silence and cold
to freeze fantasies
So the emotions
can turn themselves to ice.
 

I need glasses
to see better me
I need ice glasses to
freeze my heart
to survive
Bye for now
bye dear friend

 

January, 30th 2018

Silence

OK. I had a beautiful photo, with Venus and the blue sky and the black spruce. That photo was born near Bergamo, together with these words.
Ok: I am silly and I deleted it.

This photo comes from here

I look at Venus that shines, it’s shining
solitude and ice frost blue mountains.
The dark deep sky is sapphire and cools down
the clear air. All around is still silence
 

A spruce is a black silhouette; it stays up
upright, lifeless and without each thought.
The night dyes a desert with its shadows
and I breath only this silence. Silence

December, 27th 2016

 

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