Treasure Island

Paola Degli Esposti

(22/03/1962 / Bologna)

Crossing the sea.


All was pale blue
no line
between the sea
and the sky
i was without weight
i was the centre
of my dream
a cornflower
kept my eyes
but only for a
moment
the same colour of
the sky and
the sea
the wind was blowing
a bit
i was living a storm
my eyes looked
firm towards the horizon
and a thin brown
strip appeared
Land!
A relief came to me
and i was smiling
and i was free
I got some problems
with the crew
Nothing new
The place was
of not so many
colours
because it was dark
to my mind
mirror of my inner world
i was looking for the sign
of recognition
music
was the word and the answer
was good to me
and i was happy
indeed

Submitted: Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 07, 2014
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05/07/2010

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