Carpe diem when you canPick the day when you can
Like Catch me if you can
Because you never know
What “God“ has kindly planed for tomorrow
Some kind of evil, just to say hello
I was at poetry
Reading, enjoying, once
By a beautiful and warm
Shining saturday spring day
It would be finally a good day
One good since so many bad...
And Messenger rang the bell
Shaking loudly my peaceful mind
Wake up !!!
My best friend has thrown these frightening words:
“SOS my hair is falling“.....
My heart stopped / help / OMG
It won't remove my pain to write
But if I paint my emotions
and fix my anguish on the paper
Maybe I will be ready...Ready,
Not to fall in broken tears
Not to drop ink of pain
In front of her
The hairdresser will shave her head softly
Step by step, while I will try to paralyse my emotions
Because I will feel deeply her pain, I will scream inside
My f*** anger against god f*** plans, God bless you...
I will see blue of fear in her marvellous
The pen writes and having written moves on and then goes back for a rewrite or 10
In Memory of my Dad, who read me Winnie the Pooh, Wind in the Willows. Took me to the Library every week after school and who taught me to love books and writing.