Posted in Poetry

The Art of Memory

The 3 gods preside over the Arts.

Pallas Athena sends out the rays

of visions into the memory temple;

Vulcan grasps the beams of light

and grows them into red hot fires;

Mars receives the divine artifices

and perfects them into treasures.

Posted in Poetry

angst

We can’t be here

While going nowhere

Chasing a mirage

In a concrete oasis.

Walking on a thin ice

With the misty eyes

Ire roars, passion heats

Miracles are imageries

Angels are too high above

We don’t want to be here.