Escape, Illusion and Hope (English + Catalan versions)

ENGLISH: Wandering          state of irreality The moon on a cloud          ripples dreams Of impossibility Bird flying          bleeding heart Icarus wings melted          sunk into the ocean Of a sandy illusion Emerald pine tree          stains souls   …

Fragile White Feathers (English + Catalan versions)

ENGLISH: Fragile white feathers fighting against the wind such are the harsh lives of most people surviving through arts and poetry. I watch her in the distance. She sits alone, at the back, eyes closed, listening to the magic flow. The smoothness of poetry. She revels in it. Next time I approach her we become…

In The Shallow Night

in the shallow night hollow sounds disrupt the silence words unspoken throb in my throat your teardrops slip through my skin penetrate my soul run through my veins with the beauty of words never heard before suddenly no more air to breathe moonbathing in menopausic heat my male muse whispers me something: a bittersweet taste…

155: Coincidence Or Not?

Catalonia’s new president announces: today’s the end of article 155 which allowed Spain’s government direct rule of all Catalan institutions. After the dire fall of Mariano Rajoy with his entire government drowned in the depths of the worst corruption a new political period emerges. I do not know if article 155 will definitely disappear or…

Lines Of Desire

The sky above you discloses a handful of stars and shadows. As you draw the lines of a new day screams gather in your throat. Unuttered. Yet desire is fear’s thaw so you walk over the threshold and draw lines of desire, a new path where you paint a sunshine of hope for freedom, a…

That Evening (English + Catalan versions)

ENGLISH: That evening I sat on a stone bench gazing at the evening sun over the peaceful ocean. Birds flew across the sky sun reflected on the water. I sensed everything. Closed my eyes felt the breeze filling my soul. Gazed at the sun again and hoped one day it would dry my open wounds.…

Silence Of Violence

silence of violence impregnates chambers of hearts shattered looking glass   © May 2018 Marta Pombo Sallés