Mount Athos

Mount Athos

Dispossessing attractions...
Servitude echoes along
Mount Athos monasteries.

Praise the one who loves us all
While I gather some olives for penance

External minds
Gave the world the art of blind
As them survive
We lose our main culture

Arrested by global profits
The essence is gone
Abdicated by silence
We save our lungs

Breathing barefoot
Waiting the way to our crosses
The rules are different down here
We got the fascists
Multinational bosses

One Last Dive

One Last Dive

Early twilight on summertime

Soaked in salted water

Synthetized happiness

Standing my back to the skyscrapers

Floating through ripples

A blue picture almost gone

Phobia with both eardrums glued

I really don't know how to float...

The other side of the island

Their chimney smoke spreads the sky

Like clouds among the albatrosses

Sound of splashing water

Coming from a couple of swimmers

The stinging algae on my feet does not bother anymore...

Surpassing the eagerness of the landlords

The borders once will fall

Wildness comes when you're lack of it

And I have no wish to look backwards now

Time is ticking...

One last dive...

Then I turn around...

I'm back to where

Society keeps us grounded

Awkwardness

Awkwardness

Awkward situations

Embraces me through a dark road

Glaring dreams remains unsolved

Losing touch in oblivion

The awkward is myself

Lying on my back

On the cotton fields

Or among the tall trees

Hoping for some light

Thirsty for a sip of life

Belief...

Achieve...

Succeed...

Relief...

Then spirit sits on a back porch

Fingering the major chord

Living is contact...

And contact is the essence of our deepest

Awkwardness...

Collage Art: S.M.T.A.T

Collage Art: S.M.T.A.T
05/10/2011