NIGHTFLY

Nightfly....
Flying over the frangipani flower front of house.
Seducing the morning in wind.
And then falling
When he joined the hum of sway wind.


Nightfly......
You body petite.
Hairy and wet
Can you wake up me
Of imperfect dream.


Nightfly........
Let me go back to sleep.
In a perfect dream.
Don't you share at the vast sky.
Then flying high and falling.
Dancing to follow the hum of wind sway.

MEETING IN MONTH OF SEPTEMBER

When the fairy came.
Later fly high.
Invite the night hum.

Flowing rhythm of wind waves.
Dive into the water.
In a game of colors and feelings.

There are not able to me Understand.
About your character for me.

There wound which peace.
On the green grass and trees.

As just a form of garnish ago
There is nothing I can say.

All will be eternal.
When we share a sense of peace in the september meeting.

GLOAMING IN MONTH SEPTEMBER

Dusk it above the branch of month which broken
Waiting for a frozen which morning
And the moonlight began to pull


The stars fall
Flying over the house
Whispered word for word
about the quiet in the month of september


In here.....!
Rain will soon subside
We will walk together
And when the light came down the road it
We will write about a dream that failed
when the leaves still silent
Nothing sway



Silent in month of september at dusk not longer speak



                                                                                       13 September 2012

POETRY: WHEN YOU TALK

POETRY: WHEN YOU TALK:
From the carriage that carries you away do not return
 Look for the gaps that still thick sky
 Then break through the black cloud tha...