rottinginheaven

for the banana sake

[barbaranestor]

I look after you

I look after you motionless today the sun and the clouds are absent I read you my poems from meadows but my naked soul does not touch you some stanzas are dripping my blood you’re the embodiment of arguments and contradictions a cherub of dream I read you my poems from meadows but my naked soul does not touch you let me come to spoon in your cold breath let me dare convince your indifference you’re like magnet charming cyborgs and galaxies your smile is one of a clown so modest and candid one smile I guess it could be too much I’d get stoned in my happiness for a moment at least

[barbaranestor]

I don't need wisdom

distance is the disco ball flickering on the haunted axle of my hearing flamingo feathers and god mother fairies are painting the cinematic mind of that prodigal unborn peregrine soon to be caught in earth’s blue speed and dragging in a nonchalant trap our moribund hearts obituaries read and buried in galactic libraries memories elastic and immortal a gondola’s drowning in childish Venice a pirate golden tooth is repeating I don’t need wisdom just polished diamonds and romantic sonnets and you exist like this rose like this poem exist

[barbaranestor]

this ocean

this ocean is covered with prophets and children learning to tiptoe on waves and the darkness is dying in the meadows all around me is azure colored and frozen suddenly I was roaming behind memories burying my sadness on the blushing side of the moon I was so aware that I didn’t memorized you maybe you come from every minute from every second pirouetting with ballerinas magic in my dreams sometimes you are sobbing in my poems sometimes you resemble the mysterious atmosphere of a galactic goddess

[barbaranestor]

one minute after another

one minute after another he became a comet melodious breath bundles of soul and memories in the wind a penguin in the clutches of my armpits a stone provoking rings in oceans a rose inside my chest a cloud inside my shoulder and I inside I gazing at seraphim and god playing pantomime and poker face in heaven

[barbaranestor]

I look after you

I look after you motionless today the sun and the clouds are absent I read you my poems from meadows but my naked soul does not touch you some stanzas are dripping my blood you’re the embodiment of arguments and contradictions a cherub of dream I read you my poems from meadows but my naked soul does not touch you let me come to spoon in your cold breath let me dare convince your indifference you’re like magnet charming cyborgs and galaxies your smile is one of a clown so modest and candid one smile I guess it could be too much I’d get stoned in my happiness for a moment at least

[barbaranestor]

I don't need wisdom

distance is the disco ball flickering on the haunted axle of my hearing flamingo feathers and god mother fairies are painting the cinematic mind of that prodigal unborn peregrine soon to be caught in earth’s blue speed and dragging in a nonchalant trap our moribund hearts obituaries read and buried in galactic libraries memories elastic and immortal a gondola’s drowning in childish Venice a pirate golden tooth is repeating I don’t need wisdom just polished diamonds and romantic sonnets and you exist like this rose like this poem exist

[barbaranestor]

this ocean

this ocean is covered with prophets and children learning to tiptoe on waves and the darkness is dying in the meadows all around me is azure colored and frozen suddenly I was roaming behind memories burying my sadness on the blushing side of the moon I was so aware that I didn’t memorized you maybe you come from every minute from every second pirouetting with ballerinas magic in my dreams sometimes you are sobbing in my poems sometimes you resemble the mysterious atmosphere of a galactic goddess

[barbaranestor]

My penguin is a dadaist metaphor

I told my shrink that a mystic penguin is courting me he just made a strange moan and left the building as fast as a rabbit running stumbling and falling in a magic hole forgot to tell him that my penguin is a dadaist metaphor and scribblers are the most ingenious magicians charming dreamers and admired baffling musicians even such a maddening imagination can drive some of them a bit too soon I guess in asylums or rehabs and at last in mourning creeping tombs

[barbaranestor]

one minute after another

one minute after another he became a comet melodious breath bundles of soul and memories in the wind a penguin in the clutches of my armpits a stone provoking rings in oceans a rose inside my chest a cloud inside my shoulder and I inside I gazing at seraphim and god playing pantomime and poker face in heaven

[barbaranestor]

I miss you like cherubim miss belzebuth serenades silent films dinosaurs and perfumed poems

[barbaranestor]

Only my soul

Only my soul will die for me sometime Only my soul misses my heart when it strives My sadness is stoned and high There comes a time When rainbows and balloons die There comes a time when robots grow old There comes a time When blue landscapes and teardrops fall And every unicorn borrows your head and clothes There also comes a bluebird That fixes the clouds and the moon in the sky

[barbaranestor]

Romance and ghostbusters

My hands are in love My bones are in love My mouth is in love Clouds are so close to me I can hardly walk among them without suffering Here I’m now without dreams since three days Haunting and chasing romance And ghostbusters in the underground I take the moon in my hands She’s laughing and spooning me Cupid is diamonds dripping from the stars Hades magnificent shades to darkness It is a minuet of love It is a dance of sentiments I look for you everywhere Clouds come even closer creeping in my soul Hurting me My hands are in love My bones are in love My mouth is in love

[barbaranestor]

the weeping

poetry is the bleeding soul it is the dead man corpse it is the weeping eye it is the weeping eye of the shoulder it is the weeping godless in distress it is the weeping ocean it is the weeping wizard it is the weeping vagabond it is the weeping soldier poetry is not a bear or a dragon or a cloud it is the mourning and weeping itself the weeping of a mysterious undiscovered adventure the mishaps and misfortunes of Ulysses of the one who must be beautiful of the one who must be loved cherished and praised of the one who must be dreaming of muses and angels of the one who must be generous as God and fairies of the one who must be happy

[barbaranestor]

sometimes I think I should just fade away

roses and porcelain children lay in gargoyles cage where mermaids drown each other’s sorrows and pain where genies dream about falling stars embroidered tuxedos and cherubim serenades shadowed nymphs and moonbeam streams follow with godspeed amorous poppies through my veins sometimes I think I should just fade away like a dissected bunch of simpleton matryoshka brains sometimes I think I should just fade away like stoners that are afraid of sobriety death and murderous renegades baffled by intoxicating mind boggling masquerades

[barbaranestor]

I carry my ever still magic in my heart

It is difficult to skin the heart from a stone It is difficult to skin the soul from a ghoul

A breeze of diaphanous dust Comes with goblin’s golden spoons We are beautiful and charming Why should we not be beautiful and charming

We contradict one another Only from adoration From rebellion From suspicion From hunger From love

I carry my ever still magic in my heart I carry my burlesque dreams in my mind I carry love and angels in the middle of heaven

[barbaranestor]

when love is indifferent malevolent and unrequited a cherub dies in his dreams poisoned by too much sadness darkness desperation pain and greed

[barbaranestor]

Tonight

tonight my heart is stoned and cold as a dead imperial rose as a burned innocent beautiful book it has no use anymore 
is drained sad unattended and unloved prodigal messed up goat pirate without gold and boat penniless countess missing adventures and love intoxicated boozed vagabond tonight my heart is stoned and cold out of magic love and grace out of place expecting imminent mysterious death