ace sentimentale

bunica avea o cutie de bijuterii 

dar nu purta bijuterii 

rareori o cruciulita ii atarna la gatul ridat si ii daduse mamei un ochi dedeochi albastru, pe care il purtase si ea, tanara fiind. 

in cutia de bijuterii tinea - ate nelinistite si ace sentimentale. 

Atele ii tot zburau din mana bunicii, iar acele se ridau in timp de lacrimi de neputinta, de la nevazut, de la tremurici, de la durerea din ochii albastri si mari. 

in cutie bunica isi arunca cate un gand, cate o emotie si cate o impletitura de paine dospita in casa. 

cand a murit, mama a luat cutia. 

A impachetat-o si a uitat-o in pod. 

Cand m-am mutat i-am zis mamei ca vreau un lucru sa iau cu mine. Cutia bunicii. Ce cutie? Acea cutie. 

Plina de ace sentimentale. 

node of friendship

the node that trembled 

in your presence is unfolded 

lasting friendship

there was once a little girl, with big eyes, big feet and big hands. 

she was my best friend. 

not because we were the same. 

actually we were almost opposite. 

she very tall, very sporty, very inclined to do things in a certain high rithm

myself small, with small feet, inclined to take my time to observe the world 

we become friends by mistake, or by chance, or for whom believes in destiny, because it was meant to be. 

we used to have the conversations

that would guide our adulthood young lives

we used to challenge day to day mediocrity 

each of us through it's strengths. 

but we have never hidden our vulnerability 

as this is what true friends do. 

Share a little or more parts of their soul. And light the way when the other needs a light on. 

She told me once- you are the family I chose. 

If I know something for sure it is that we will always find the road less travelled, or we will shavel our way into a new road to get to see each other. 

to my Giul. 

dance of the elephant

your portrayed thoughts on the wall that cuts in half my reality. 

with no purpose. 

to no extent. 

My intuition is lost on that wall 

an elefant in a grocery store. 

Too big to fit. Too enclined to dance. 

I can't trust my elefant's dance.

I can't trust its movement momentarily into the world, or on your wall. 

Keep this wall high, as you seem to need.

To play hide. No seek. 

I will put my elephant to rest on my right arm. 

Will find a way, in the end. 

When his music will not be played, 

the dance will surrender to this silence I started feeling. 

comitment

comitment to my family 

comitment to my day to day 

comitment to ideas, which grow the

mind and spirit. 

comitment to my little universe. 

thoughts in a dream

waking up lacking the ability to shake your presence out of my dream. 

waking up haunted 

almost certain your thoughts are close by 

almost certain they have this power to penetrate the limbo inbetween reality and dream. 

your thoughts that I do not know. 

your thoughts that I most probably portray, 

I carry their image, but your real thoughts no. I do not know 

Wherever they go

and seek to be whole. 

Zmei

Crestele muntilor danseaza la rasarit

Intampinate de Zmeii lipsiti de clavicula,
lipsiti de gen si de colagen alungati sa traiasca dincolo de Carpati.
Zmei ce cauta si azi secretele impaturite printre nori ale zeilor de altadata.
Cand le gasesc o data
la 100 de ani la amiaza
se gudura si se mira, se arunca in cer si isi dau drumul in gol.
O poza de amor.

Isi pun secretele gasite intre dinti si le mesteca bine.
Si atunci la poalele muntilor cate o padure se naste.
O padure uitata de timp.
O padure nascuta din dragostea zmeilor pentru tot ce era o data atins doar de razele soarelui.