the sun is sparkling, the rain rumbling, and we badly need some poetry...

Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Karina Longo - One Poem

Water and Other Fluids

Sometimes it's clear, sometimes it's thick -
Colour of nothing, colour of drunken insanity
Taste of the world - taste of no words
Rivers and showers - of gold and iron
It's only water, it's not wine anymore
Go on, move on - someday we might find home
But now you're alone
Sometimes it's obvious, sometimes you shiver inside
Colour of rainbows and wonders, colour of beige and denies
Writing 'love' on your fists
The baby doesn't know what it means
Ink; black, red or blue -
They don't go through the soul
It's just the superficial skin

Saliva in our mouths
Sweat in our bodies
Liquid from me, liquid from you,

I only want to know the truth -
No lies, no broken promises, no excuses
Clear as water, not dirty like other fluids.