Showing posts from March 23, 2013

New series of i-poems

The Geometry of Loneliness
When your reminiscence arrived at me, Like the fire on the bushes, Like the cloud of protection, Like the wall inside the sea, Like the word on baked clay, I melted and waited;
As the shadow of a bird, In the heart of the altitude, Moving, but static- still;
For the obtuse angle to be acute angle, To move closer in degrees, To your flesh and blood, And embrace the Resurrection- Of your closeness again.  
[To be continued]