Nothing But Colours

The future's as old as anybody

2010-08-07T00:37:00.006+02:00

At night

Shiny crown I rose

You take my hand then I lead you

For a penny down my shrine

Till comes time I reveal

Both worthy parts of our woman's love

And let your hand free to grab

My whole kingship and one penny back

Wrong number

2010-08-07T00:34:00.011+02:00

Seducer

2010-08-07T00:32:00.007+02:00

So here's to the circus
I was at the last call
Touched for my heart could return unspoiled
In an orphan fashion
I stepped in
Looked for an ear that'd care for my lies
By no mean doubt about the gold of my silence
Then sensed truth within my soul
I knew I had no less chance and he preferred me
And my fair promises
So here's to the clowns today
Guess a name a birthplace or a sign
Does not reveal sadness or happiness
Nor who hates who and who ignores what

Pacman

2010-02-20T09:39:00.011+01:00

I see no dad staring at myself

I see a unicorn and a lady
You challenge the form of my reflection

Do you read me out there?

No book between you and I
A spirit takes a stroll

I bang on walls as I look for logic

Walking on water

2010-01-10T13:41:00.001+01:00

Black & white picture

2010-01-08T22:29:00.003+01:00

Little red riding hood

2009-12-29T07:22:00.005+01:00

How far can I run?

Before they find me, they'll say they know me

Make noise like peers
True to stones

Modern beast for a piece of silence

The less I speak

The less I betray myself

Getting sentimental

2009-12-29T07:20:00.015+01:00

For once lives the man

And the poet presumed dead

East/West

2009-12-17T07:38:00.003+01:00

Remains of the dawn

2009-12-11T07:38:00.002+01:00

Your heart is strong

2009-12-10T20:26:00.015+01:00

Six months and something
The means enlightens my purpose
And I can go back in time
#
Here a man I'd call a man
Your confessed doubts inner convictions
I've suffocated enough for sin came by the gallon
#
First time I see you but you don't look down upon me
I take pride and courage
I dare to summon you
To contradict and energize you
Your heart is strong
You stand still but no less sick
#
I ask forgiveness for that thought
About sending your records to desolation
Moving away your stage ending the family syndication
I regret some rifle stories by the olive trees
Oh lean on my shoulder, i ask
Can I be even with the birds of your recollections
Within my rights
When I am still mocking them and you with them
#
Accept we are here, aren't we?
We do dare, don't we?
Happy we are
You still have songs to like

Neighbourhood #1 : welcome

2009-12-10T08:41:00.007+01:00

Away sticks whistles gas and tears
Away cupids boatmen jail builders middlemen
How I hurt my face with a sword
How back then I wasn't myself
Purely and simply
I'm healing this wound
I settled my debts by the pond
I tightened my flesh
Arose on this new soil
Grew up
Made a fortune from my maid's womb
Conquered and shifted wrong to right
My own place of birth

Neighbourhood #2 : tolerated

2009-12-10T08:40:00.010+01:00

They came they came
Gathering at the democratic counter
A load of paper please stand...in vain
Soulless beauty for all that a clerk knows
For all that the greater function cares
Maybe the same blinks on a drumbeat memory
Exotic laughter and power from above
And the same bears no reverence for deep scars
For such indelicate touch of poverty
None shall pass
On the path of chosen ones
They come they come

Neighbourhood #3 : excluded

2009-12-10T08:29:00.009+01:00

On second thought
Yes
This man guilty had no motive
And you people here before all
Do you need so hard what destiny?

Good cop / bad cop

2009-12-10T07:55:00.006+01:00

So the last doubt's for you

You're free before men

The letter of the law could be strong and righteous

But its servants are nothing but summoned

Mother Earth #2

2009-12-09T07:35:00.001+01:00

Book

2009-12-08T23:22:00.001+01:00

Build it and they'll come

2009-12-08T22:58:00.008+01:00

Eyes on her mobile phone miss buddha smiles
See now
On tired straight frowning angular necks
Faces of surprise
Was it a fox in the wagon
Happy as a tiger handing its paw
For real
Taking a mental ride through bookshelves
My reader pretends and protests
My time I can't get change for it
My mother yawns in colours
She imagines the forum
We the quorum
For less than a democracy
We'll speak when we reach home on the last train

Or never

Turin style

2009-12-07T23:42:00.030+01:00

I have no pride
For all things I remember
Whether I guess the meaning of all
The question grows inside of me

Romeo

2009-10-09T23:37:00.003+02:00

I beg you

2009-10-09T23:31:00.013+02:00

Dark

Red curtain

Lost my gaze

   Then became silence
    -
     Tired I was

I am

A drop of love

Tempting more than abandon
-

Never give up without a fight

I reject pride

Can't be despicable feeling

And the violin might die

Mother Earth #1

2009-07-08T22:12:00.005+02:00

Heavier than air?

2009-07-08T22:08:00.003+02:00

Ignorance became violence

When shame granted them relief

They broke many walls in the place

Then saw no friendly face

To comfort their belief

Holy laundry day

2009-07-08T22:06:00.001+02:00

Carnival #1

2009-07-05T10:51:00.007+02:00

In the eyes of fellow artists

And tastebuds of common men

Art is vanilla

Schrodinger's cat

2009-07-05T10:38:00.001+02:00

The afterlife

2009-07-05T10:35:00.006+02:00

You're not innocent
You're not disgraced
You say
I am faith
I have no guilt
Along the way to hell
Or to heaven
Tell me
Can one but one of my kind
Kill who believes
The end is being killed?

The good dog, it's coming back home

2009-07-04T23:37:00.016+02:00

I, away and back, left my past dying here.
I hate the family no more:
My home like every home, house worth every house,
I now feel where I belong.
I'll walk the painfully long road only to know my place is behind me.

Chessboard

2009-06-15T22:21:00.000+02:00

Tunana

2009-06-15T22:12:00.003+02:00

Blue beard #2

2009-06-15T21:15:00.023+02:00

For the daring of their construction works,
For the tragic end, the new era (no kidding),
If there wasn't that wall that holds a wall that holds a wall
(wood, bricks & coins),
Maybe secrets, ungrateful rumours that need be silent,
An empire for an empire, ruinous architecture,
For anything other than pain, death, loneliness or mind collapse,
And still they come, still they hurt,
Like second-day or third-day newborn awaken side by side,
Different as the same evil haunts different dreams,
Different when they say and they disagree,
My world, it's the place to grow

Matisse's delivery service

2009-06-13T19:07:00.010+02:00

Money talks

2009-06-13T18:59:00.013+02:00

Action Plan! Silence!
Leader Mary talks about future assumptions
Then does but undoes
Present snapshots
Of her own high cost
And whatever else

Haircut

2009-06-13T10:26:00.008+02:00

I dreamt of a long electric stairway

That we didn't take to a DIY warehouse

My girl and I

We wanted to start a clean life

And rent an industrial vacuum cleaner

From the basement shop

A leaf supreme

2009-06-10T21:23:00.007+02:00

Could i know

That the sparkle of culture

Would keep me proud and lonely

Away from shyness

Until age does it

Until I can be serious

Blue beard #1

2009-06-09T23:20:00.026+02:00

A candlelit room
Writing a song about better tomorrows

Design or instant glory, nothing short of an ideal time breach
You have choice or you have fear, you move nowhere but within my reach
Why wouldn't I be the greatest under the sky?

'Madmen of the world, pay your electricity bills!'

Three sisters

2009-06-08T20:48:00.013+02:00

Under the shade of their Queen's throne on the warmest days
Watching islanders wholeheartedly play
Natives often say, a life's a life for there's no mad love in numbers
And they add, the Moirae, they had their youthful days

Writing

2009-06-06T09:19:00.012+02:00

To write what no-one can read
Is to fool yourself with gravity

There's no power over excess of meaning
But earthly hope or earthly deception

Lack of words doesn't sum your mystery

You're lucky and young

You don't speak the truth
You won't be adored for a mark on the planet

Inferno's back door

2009-06-05T22:03:00.029+02:00

Put your spell on men's insane curiosity! With a forehead like a fruit from a primitive soil, looking no better than a barbarian in skin and blood exposed in a disgraceful contrast, yet with good manners, could your imagination take you further than popular undergrounds? Still you've conquered your opposite once more...

Step in! You lived your dreams, perfumed and clean shaved, never had more hope than desire! This way's hell where experience only makes you more cynical!

Wild

2009-06-02T22:56:00.027+02:00

"Is it the word, the shape of the word, the letters in this order, one after the other, my eyes, the picture of the word, the place of the word, the context and several meanings, the colours of the word, the wall behind the word, Paris, the writer or myself that make the combination a state of mood?"

Eye for eye

2009-05-30T07:57:00.013+02:00

He was rightful in appearance

Like you wanted to be

And you knew you'd live beyond his reach

To get in his name loved for wrong reasons

Lullaby

2009-05-17T00:37:00.032+02:00

I'm troubled and question myself. 'Are you entirely mine?'

If not, I can't choose your friends.

I sing for you 'Shy boy, you don't have to play with them but you do and get hurt. Am I your weakness?'

Moby Dick

2009-05-16T23:05:00.009+02:00

In search for the invisible
Voices or written signs
Hands he shakes

Sick or healthy days

Unhappy to meet some

But never turns his back on walls

The silk road

2009-05-16T09:33:00.018+02:00

I took all you gave me and when i'm strong, I'll no longer need you.
You don't have to say or repeat they're your very secrets.
I forbid you to call a thief a thief for I'll make good from good.

I met a prophet

2009-05-01T10:02:00.027+02:00

Nobody's a keeper

Brothers
#
Lost the spirit

The heart with it

#
Fathers

They keep their debts

Their old legs

#
Same book

Different story

Hide and seek

2009-04-28T23:46:00.018+02:00

Tainan story

With a large smile, the old man says :

Little teeth, chubby hands, fair skin

I look for a child

Who can laugh and play

But I never find him!

The sea and the tears

2009-04-28T06:57:00.035+02:00

About your gypsy glory tales, heart at your feet, I care no more and
Laugh not at your standing by the water
Still
Like you deserved in your brown dress a destiny in blood red Venice
Drowning tragedy

Your washed lipstick and dramatic eyelashes
I believe not you had tears for me

You can keep turning your back on churches
You damn none but myself
For i'm not equal in holiness

I made you

Rock #1

2009-04-26T21:27:00.035+02:00

Nature nature nature

Secrets within skin and stone

Light breath in your hand

The wind shapes you

You are water and we shape you

Revelations

That's gone but it still talks

You break a stone and it's still a stone

Need answers?

Conceive

Bright ideas

2009-04-26T21:24:00.019+02:00

Hide yourself

From what never was nothing shall ever be lost, said the taxi driver, what happened, he went on, we blind got blinder, shall we ever ask anything back?

They wouldn't listen

They'd talk once more of endless creation, they'd talk of clockworks or metal multiplication, enough to make a full house out of a tree and they'd talk about solid foundations, be arrogant and make a promise for families that bore young men, those sons are to make a name in the world

Beach games

2009-04-24T07:59:00.012+02:00

Krabi

2009 January

Whose ball is it? Whose leg is it?

Whose glasses are they? Whose shoes are they?

Who drank the coke and crushed the can? Who left the first step on the sand?

Who collected the garbage?

Who's sunbathing, who's playing?

Who laughed, who shouted, who talked, who snored or sneezed?

Whose towel is this?

What would a good man remember?

Is everydody's alive?

Promises

2009-04-23T00:02:00.017+02:00

Tie me, lock me, hug me
Keep the key
Do you still doubt me?

For once I ask you
Will you unchain me
If I too want to lock you?

Happy together

2009-04-19T11:29:00.013+02:00

Blink from the left eye
I can take you to the far east
Do you miss someone?

National television

2009-04-18T19:39:00.019+02:00

That sunny day in Rome

Some people filling their bottles from fresh fountains

Others eating from large cups of italian ice cream, biting cookies

And there was an electric rainbow

Voyages

2009-04-18T12:41:00.023+02:00

POSTCARD

a place with the scariest dampires

foreign cheaps for the eyes only

aaaaaahhhhh you lazy queen

morning hunks that are denied the ones that are given

10:00 am wake up and stroll around stores selling chickenware

talk about your old legends

maps with no country

community politics, women's institution

and with a hungry smile, the sourness of tomatas for lunch

Plastic surgery

2009-04-18T10:54:00.020+02:00

Was
Is
& has been

Sweet talk

2009-04-18T09:22:00.014+02:00

That hand, heavier
Skin that seems softer
Think or don't think
Whisper
Sharp moment of truth, can it pass the ice season?
When tomorrow comes, only lovers to say it never came

Large family

2009-04-18T00:59:00.008+02:00

Mother

Father

3 brothers

& 1 sister

I was the photographer

1 + 1 = 1

2009-04-16T22:48:00.014+02:00

Hold!

You are not born a bird, do you want to be bird?

You shrink as you walk away
You grow old
The light comes and you leave
The light goes and you leave
But can you miss yourself?

Who do you free?
The light the bird or yourself?

The dining room

2009-04-16T21:51:00.019+02:00

Not a long-legged shrimp

One-eyed doll loving none but herself

Pierced stomach that eats one kebab or more

And still as light as shadow

Moves across the arena

Like two pencils on a paper handkerchief

Let alone the fairy monster

Delicacies that you fry by the head like asians do

And the hens noisy as bells ringing at the crescent moon

Not the smoothest bug or the likeable plague

Would impress me like you only know

All in

2009-04-16T00:08:00.005+02:00

It all started with an apple tree, a man and a woman.

The first chapter ended with the belly ruling the world.

Universal

2009-04-15T07:11:00.008+02:00

A rush of good blood

Get my chickens, a plate of oysters

One bucket of whiskey

That's a lunch for the noon light

A life for there is a man of my world

Who holds a venitian cross

But rides a bull from Verona

Protection

2009-04-14T22:41:00.008+02:00

My strength

My will

My wisdom

My naked truth

A rose is a rose is a rose

2009-04-14T21:59:00.004+02:00

Out of the many ways to be a rose
I have mine

I am a wall
I am a stone
I am left a memory

Out of the many roses
You finally have yours

Exit light

2009-04-14T21:47:00.007+02:00

Between black and white

The grey within

The days between

Exit

Who can see us?

2009-04-14T06:44:00.007+02:00

Still but not empty

If the hill had eyes

The surrounding face would be of a Tom

Its tears sulfurous

Nice to meet you

2009-04-13T21:49:00.015+02:00

To introduce themselves, serious people exchange little pieces of hard paper called business cards.

They go from one hand to another and respectful attention should be shown when reading them.

They mean : I am the name on the card, I am what I say I am and there is a connection between whom I am and whom your card says you are.

In oriental cultures, it is customary to bow when given a business card. A perfect 90 degrees angle between the back and the legs implies a profound respect.

Green travel

2009-04-13T10:46:00.023+02:00

Take the tube

You pay

They cash

You move

You push

You go

there and there and there

and find yourself

no further

than where you started

The power of gravity

2009-04-13T09:59:00.005+02:00

The sky is falling

On a flat planet

The sky is breaking

on a mineral planet

The sky is leaking

On a soft planet

Eyes without a face

2009-04-13T09:41:00.007+02:00

One Bangkok night

Someone lost her sight

I can see you

2009-04-13T09:11:00.003+02:00

In this place

Nobody is invisible

But myself to myself

Guess who's knocking

2009-04-13T08:52:00.011+02:00

That boring afternoon

He rings at the door

Comes for a chat

Has a tea

Homemade cookies

And here he sits in silence

And must be the longest boo

You must know you're welcome

2009-04-13T08:42:00.025+02:00

Welcome / not welcome

Give me 5 to the rich world

& get in my game

If only there was sound...

2009-04-13T01:30:00.023+02:00

This could be Venice

A roar by the streets

This could be paint on walls

Upside down

This could be music

Upside down

This could be a spanish lady

A french opera

A bit of blue

And lot of red

Carmen