Sunday, March 27, 2011

Who's The Patron Saint Of Lymphoma



Enraged Mare Nostrum


Bruma wet afternoon announcing the
spring which comes dressed in white foam
with a dull sky filled with light greenish white and blue
elected at the painter's palette,
a sea crested yesterday,
not respond to god
calm the fury of the wind, the fury of water.

A blue blanket bottom removes algae
disheveled, not a speck of sand is
dried on the beach, looking for traces of my footsteps.

Run faster to reach the shore while muttering
Eolo rhythm
up its toes into the beach

Monitors Faro the sound of the waves,
the smell of the mist
plays lift forms of life.


clicking the label "LEVANTE"

the wind and the sea, other days ...

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