Tag Archives: Poesía

I’m

I’m a cloud,
I’m a storm,
I’m the wind
That chills your bones.

I’m a whisper,
I’m a blink,
I’m a monster
Unleashed.

I’m a poem,
I’m a song,
I’m the saddest story
you will ever know.

I’m a question,
I’m a scream,
I’m all the trouble
you don’t need.

I’m the stars,
I’m the moon,
I’m the nightmare
that brings your doom.

I’m a tree,
I’m a bird,
I’m a river
of endless distress.

NR

Ode to Malta

Birgu, Malta

Oh, Malta,
Sunny limestone rock,
Ochre landscape,
Glowing at sunset.

Oh, Malta,
No trees, no forests,
No mountains, no rivers,
Just buildings and sea.

Oh, Malta,
Blue, teal and turquoise,
Sunburn tourists,
Painful rocky beaches.

Oh, Malta,
Quaint old buildings,
Narrow bumpy pavements,
Rubbish on the street.

An ode to shit

shit

Silent, noisy,
Placid, feisty,
You always find
Your way out nicely.

Floating, sinking,
Coward, brave,
You will eventually meet
Your water grave.

Hopeless dauber,
Painter and artist,
You conscientiously leave
Your smeary footprint.

Frugal, lavish,
Colossal or wee,
What a wonderful pleasure is
To set you free.

Impetuous, obstinate,
Wicked, merciful,
Once you’re gone
I will never miss you.

Noemí Rivera