Long Fata Poems

"Fata Morgana" 

feet hardly touch the ocean
when silent stars of no voice
transmit words to pay the ferryman
on the water no reflection 

gently the sun waves smiling as if to say
feel that, the warmth of waking...

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Subways swim underground 
like whales swallowing dreams.
I sit blended into its whirring cavity
A hostage inside this vehicle transporting prisoners.
I see my face clinched in the window’s reflection
Shifting with blank gazes into stark musings
as the whine...

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FATE LEADS THE WILLING
when my life 
my very wellbeing 
depends on the actions of those around me 
it’s a trial to my innate sensibilities to bring my side 

if my destiny is to live my...

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In the bleached whitish sky
I am flying on a bellied pelican,
contemplating from above
a pastoral landscape
and I’m writing these lines.

Below are small people
on the slopes of a small hill
in the small groves
are making small love.
Unaware of...

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Humours turn acrid near
The silent seer.

Escaping absentees scamper
Further down the hole that holds their likeness
Extinguish | fatal obscurant | visions.

               ...

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Cloudless 
by André Steinbach

Over the desert,
lingers cloudless 
an empty sky,
purposeful, 
scorching, 
withers the sun the sands.


Unreal the colours,
from blue to cream,
where shadows play
and sun-rays 
paint their solid pictures.


I am crossing the dunes, 
breathless,
like a ...

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The Jester
I was eating a roast beef sandwich with fried onions
when I looked up and saw a woman beautiful with 
eyes green as the Irish Sea smiling, at me. 

Not possible, why should she? I...

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Ocean glass glints; smooth polished gems
of discarded debris that hems
in flotsam of dreams sharp as flints.
Smooth polished gems, ocean glass glints.

Soft crested waves kiss my bare feet
at edge when I hasten to meet,
counting on you...

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Maids. 

Yesterday I saw an old fashion milk maid 
coming out of the cowshed she carried  
a pail of milk in her left arm, the grip so 
firm fingers used to squeezing cows long...

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