Sebastian Soberania

Rookie - 20 Points (1/23/65 / new york)

An Early Morning Feeling - Poem by Sebastian Soberania

in circles the feet move
around another circle
all hands are chain-links
all head without eyes
around a big campfire
they gather

the drums stop
and they all sit down
in strict discipline of their senses
none sees desire
naked like trees without leaves
naked like rocks without moss or ferns
barks without lichens
naked like a sea without boats
horizon without birds or gulls
naked like a darkness without stars
all true
heads shaved of any lock of hair
gum without teeth
a hand imagine
without those fingers
naked like a paper without words
like a road without cars or people

there is no romance in there
a painting without a signature
chests devoid of hearts
a house without furniture
feet without skin
just bones

Listen to this poem:

Comments about An Early Morning Feeling by Sebastian Soberania

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Friday, September 2, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 3, 2011

[Hata Bildir]