For fifty cents
we bought ten eggs

For fifty cents
we bought a kilo of oranges

For fifty cents
we drunk espresso
in a coffee
across the street

For fifty cents,
at the flea market,
they were selling
at the car hub,
Jacque Prevert’s
- Charmes des Londres…

We bought that too

………………………………………………………………...
Jacques Prevert wrote “Charmes des Londres” in 1952.
*Grocery list for the market 15.02.2003.

The me I never was
still, listless or dull,
catching winds
and waves, talking
with a seagulls
passing by
above

And sometimes,
it seems to me,
that the life is
like a big blue
whale,
cruising around
in miraculous way

So stay,
just stay...

Some people wander around
while other wander by mistake
I just hope, for myself
to overtake

Flows and thoughts,
lines and words,
having on mind
meanings and deeds

If there is something,
somebody,
so exposed indeed?
Wrapped in a cellophane,
like a sweet need

I’ll try than
not to overtake,
but to wait -
reordering scope,
compassing
my deeds

So,
do you think about autumn?
Leaves and winds,
just for a while...
Can you stop the time?
         Slice of life
taken from photographs,
kaleidoscope of life,
leaves and wings,
put behind
- time from time,
just behind

So,
do you know about
circumferenced dreams?
         Trapped inside,
whilst autumn leaves
falling down,
yellowing scenery
all around

…

I was at the Moon tonight
there was nobody there,
it was a Sunday!

I was spreading out my hands
towards the icy scenery,
away from other people eyes,
away from the words

I was swimming to the Moon,
took a long journey,
dressed in silver cloth,
walked across

on a Sunday...

First, there was the air
then, she came along
with turquoise winter cover,
hands covered with
snow white gloves
- wearing a smile,
leaving the footprints
behind

Cold wind came silently,
playing with
blankets of snow,
covering sparkling sight
and blew,
blew

It was silent,
chill and bright,
- a moment mixed
with desire,
and the wind blew,
crystalizing site
in a blue,
dazzling ice

Somebody..
Somewhere..
Sometimes..
Somehow..

Will walk
beside
with radiant smile
catching the Sun.  

Have you been born jet?
Are you alive?
With radiant smile...