A Full Half Moon

A FULL
HALF MOON

late is the early night

when at half moon

a full light

noon napping

nipping at sunshine

closed eyes to daylight

a gauze of chill

early is the night 

awaking at half moon

humming night air

as a gentle whisper

silent and rhythmic mix

that awakening

that embrace 

that light

that half moon

a full light

A Full Half Moon

A FULL
HALF MOON

late is the early night

when at half moon

a full light

noon napping

nipping at sunshine

closed eyes to daylight

a gauze of chill

early is the night 

awaking at half moon

humming night air

as a gentle whisper

silent and rhythmic mix

that awakening

that embrace 

that light

that half moon

a full light

For Paris

We must never be silent

SILENT IS THE EVIL

There is no music like the dissonance of pain

There are no echoes like the discovery of loss

There were no sounds like the devastation in a heart break

Death is not the evil

Silence is pretending that death is the evil 

Silence where loss removes laughter

Silence, the next evil

Silence, that lack of quiet

Silence, of a heart break

Pain becomes music

Loss echoes a discovery

That heat break is it's own music

Pain's dissonant composition

The sound of heart break

And, for us, a new composition in life

We must never be silent

Joyous is our music 

That lives through heart beak

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For Paris

We must never be silent

SILENT IS THE EVIL

There is no music like the dissonance of pain

There are no echoes like the discovery of loss

There were no sounds like the devastation in a heart break

Death is not the evil

Silence is pretending that death is the evil 

Silence where loss removes laughter

Silence, the next evil

Silence, that lack of quiet

Silence, of a heart break

Pain becomes music

Loss echoes a discovery

That heat break is it's own music

Pain's dissonant composition

The sound of heart break

And, for us, a new composition in life

We must never be silent

Joyous is our music 

That lives through heart beak

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HAIKU WINTER SERIES 5

colours

is there a music

in silence's beating heart

as fall screens summer

sound

approaching winter

grey is the wonder paint brush

soft as a foot step

light

now warmth covers day

without revealing autumn

covering blankets

air

forward and so far

spring whipers promised lovers

breathing light sweetness

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HAIKU WINTER SERIES 5

colours

is there a music

in silence's beating heart

as fall screens summer

sound

approaching winter

grey is the wonder paint brush

soft as a foot step

light

now warmth covers day

without revealing autumn

covering blankets

air

forward and so far

spring whipers promised lovers

breathing light sweetness

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FORGIVENESS

do see sin
before do not

be aware

do be fair

with yourself

where is the subtle
difference

cannot colour shame
while witnessing
a sunset

sea sin sounds
have no music
subtle is the rhythm
rhyme is the shell

cannot colour shame
while witnessing
a sunset

too many colours

and the sea washes with sounds
that have a silence
that is a music

so many rhythms
to keep a beat
that rhymes

silent sounds have no sins
songs of the sea sunset
wash endlessly away

there is no silence
in the colours of a sunset
subtle is the rhythm

sounds have no rythm
beats cannot rhyme
when colours paint the sunset
silent sounds have no sins

and the sea washes with sounds
that have a silence
that is a music

cannot colour shame
while witnessing
a sunset

do be fair
with yourself

too many colours

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FORGIVENESS

do see sin
before do not

be aware

do be fair

with yourself

where is the subtle
difference

cannot colour shame
while witnessing
a sunset

sea sin sounds
have no music
subtle is the rhythm
rhyme is the shell

cannot colour shame
while witnessing
a sunset

too many colours

and the sea washes with sounds
that have a silence
that is a music

so many rhythms
to keep a beat
that rhymes

silent sounds have no sins
songs of the sea sunset
wash endlessly away

there is no silence
in the colours of a sunset
subtle is the rhythm

sounds have no rythm
beats cannot rhyme
when colours paint the sunset
silent sounds have no sins

and the sea washes with sounds
that have a silence
that is a music

cannot colour shame
while witnessing
a sunset

do be fair
with yourself

too many colours

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CLOSER TO THE SKIN

CLOSER TO THE SKIN

hair to where
yes, but not there
close clipping, avoid knicking

shaving some salvation
abrupt is the departure
saving little pieces

soon forgotten
closer to the skin
is a warmth

that is nearest
to where some salvation
closely clipped, avoided nicks

magic majesty
a jester maiestas
posing and performance


seeking warmth
closer to the skin
soon to be forgotten

and the heart knows
remembers how
abrupt is the departure

saving little pieces
not soon forgotten
we are jesters maiestas

seeking warmth
closely clipped, avoiding nicks

 

closer to the skin



amendoza 2015

CLOSER TO THE SKIN

CLOSER TO THE SKIN

hair to where
yes, but not there
close clipping, avoid nicking

shaving some salvation
abrupt is the departure
saving little pieces

soon forgotten
closer to the skin
is a warmth

that is nearest
to where some salvation
closely clipped, avoided nicks

magic majesty
a jester maiestas
posing and performance


seeking warmth
closer to the skin
soon to be forgotten

and the heart knows
remembers how
abrupt is the departure

saving little pieces
not soon forgotten
we are jesters maiestas

seeking warmth
closely clipped, avoiding nicks

 

closer to the skin


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Duo Duel

do be fair  

with yourself

FORGIVENESS

do see sin

before do not 

be aware

do be fair

with yourself

where is the subtle

difference 

cannot colour shame

while witnessing

a sunset

sea sin sounds 

have no music

subtle is the rhythm

rhyme is the shell

cannot colour shame 

while witnessing 

a sunset

too many colours

and the sea washes with sounds

that have a silence

that is a music

so many rhythms

to keep a beat

that rhymes

silent sounds have no sins 

songs of the sea sunset

wash endlessly away

there is no silence

in the colours of a sunset

subtle is the rhythm

Duo Duel

do be fair  

with yourself

FORGIVENESS

do see sin

before do not 

be aware

do be fair

with yourself

where is the subtle

difference 

cannot colour shame

while witnessing

a sunset

sea sin sounds 

have no music

subtle is the rhythm

rhyme is the shell

cannot colour shame 

while witnessing 

a sunset

too many colours

and the sea washes with sounds

that have a silence

that is a music

so many rhythms

to keep a beat

that rhymes

silent sounds have no sins 

songs of the sea sunset

wash endlessly away

there is no silence

in the colours of a sunset

subtle is the rhythm

Seasons Haiku Series Number Two and Three

 

 Seasons Haiku Series Number 2 and 3

 

 

 

 

 

 Seasons Haiku Series Number Two

 SPRING

spring came and it left

awarding many clear thoughts

of love, pains and loss



 SUMMER

of knowledge unknown

summer's collage end is seen

grand experience



 AUTUMN

hot is not the point

sunshine heals the hearts damage

as autumn arrives 



  WINTER

winter's discontent

holds promises holds intent

to do and intend

 Seasons Haiku Series Number Three

 Spring


Spring like a March tune

Showering  April and May

For a year so new




 Summer


Summer barely steps

to the music of July

missing Junes trumpet



 Autumn

 
there is no patience

in the Autumn of living

no patience to life




 Winter


winter walks in hope

steppping to music in tune

dancing in love's steps

Seasons Haiku Series Number Two and Three

 

 Seasons Haiku Series Number 2 and 3

 

 

 

 

 

 Seasons Haiku Series Number Two

 SPRING

spring came and it left

awarding many clear thoughts

of love, pains and loss



 SUMMER

of knowledge unknown

summer's collage end is seen

grand experience



 AUTUMN

hot is not the point

sunshine heals the hearts damage

as autumn arrives 



  WINTER

winter's discontent

holds promises holds intent

to do and intend

 Seasons Haiku Series Number Three

 Spring


Spring like a March tune

Showering  April and May

For a year so new




 Summer


Summer barely steps

to the music of July

missing Junes trumpet



 Autumn

 
there is no patience

in the Autumn of living

no patience to life




 Winter


winter walks in hope

steppping to music in tune

dancing in love's steps

idioms of the ages

by idiots or sages

unpainted pages

line lines lined

coloured thoughts

kwafted and caught

ordered not

idioms caught

neither sold

neither bought

coloured thought

sages pages

idioms' thoughts

coloured and caught

from palms to sea

idioms of the ages

by idiots or sages

unpainted pages

line lines lined

coloured thoughts

kwafted and caught

ordered not

idioms caught

neither sold

neither bought

coloured thought

sages pages

idioms' thoughts

coloured and caught

from palms to sea

Between

BETWEEN

The Desire

such sounds strip seemingly
carving cravings
apart aligning above
bitterness below
demands demons devouring
hearts.
apart such cravings bitterness demands.

The Space

the fault line of my mind
the cracked spaces of my heart
the gaping holes of my loves
the distances of my connections
the silences of my thoughts
the separation of my desire
of emptiness the universe
can only be filled
with love

Al Mendoza, 2015

Between

BETWEEN

The Desire

such sounds strip seemingly
carving cravings
apart aligning above
bitterness below
demands demons devouring
hearts.
apart such cravings bitterness demands.

The Space

the fault line of my mind
the cracked spaces of my heart
the gaping holes of my loves
the distances of my connections
the silences of my thoughts
the separation of my desire
of emptiness the universe
can only be filled
with love

Al Mendoza, 2015