guillermo veloso Poems

Flowers and mysteries plucked in spring
Daughters and fairies flow and sing
Light pours like wine
Grass rises to catch your step
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Le Demoiselles de Avignon
Formed in a mind in many places
Form is lost and misplaced
Trapped and formless like cut flowers
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2 cubes in a glass of water
Slipping by each other
Blind to the world
Trapped in this glass
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3 flies took my measure
Around my thumb
As children play
Heads up turned to a sky more shore and sea
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In the loss of love
There is a slow murder
In silences
There is a sad hue
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Left alone to play in the rain
I kissed her tonight
As she dreamt
Her voice stared across the dream
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You are the deity
And I the supplicant
You are the mystery and I
The believer
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In the dark, scotch in hand
Muscle memory
Memory muscle
The freedom of age
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I buried this romance today
Deep in the graveyard of my bones
I carried the corpse in my dream-draped memory / stiff and dressed in Sunday best
It was illusion after all
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Mist came after the thunder
Sleep came to us all
All the children
Lay in a row wrapped in cloth
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