Poems from alexisclova
Brave, unconcerned, mocking, violent-thus wisdom wants us: she is a woman and always loves only a warrior.
Warmth in its purest form, making its splendid
path down an oh-so welcoming, tired, pink
ache. Creme de la creme, worlds finest sleep...
The bustling accents
lift my small heeled boots
to cross moving mass-
lengthy rushed departure
time. To where in Rome?
Or are you headed...
I see
inspiration, pouring over the
dawn hinge horizon,
rays of a new age- thoughts.
I see
the door swinging,
hello daytime...
Burning, burning, burning.
White wisps of
angelic whispers catch
on fire. Layers of solid
evaporation surround a
passing event.
“And who...
Between my edgy looks
and splendid discussions,
has life become equivalent
to sex?
After all, who doesn’t enjoy
the delights of a mind...