For a Psychological Study of Character

 Today he was calm,
as the Grand Canyon.

© João Tomaz Parreira

Haiku (The moon rests...)

The moon rests

in the lake bottom:

no sign of penetration.

9/2010

Broken Mirror

The mirror divides us
our pieces
on the ground

while the fingers
they bleed from glass's fury

A broken mirror
branches
of the same whole
face dispersed in silver

The cherry-tree
of the photo frame is intact.

J.T.Parreira

Ancient photo

It occurred to me that day spend eternity
in the face of the boys, keep the size
of their heads, their legs
in pants, old clothes
was what had
a look
they did not know
would how to illuminate the dark room
of the future.

J.T.Parreira

The Lovers

After the violin snatch the public
they began playing the fingers
one another
until the bottom of the hands
The woman said yes
with a left hand
and a right hand of him is imprisoned
maybe forever.

Van Gogh died the other day

Van Gogh died the other day
one shot
into Auvers, a shot
burst into the light
of winding wheat, one shot
in the Van Gogh's head
the wings of crows scaring the blue.

João Tomaz Parreira

Cardiology

I showed my heart to the doctor: he said I just have to quit.”

(Leonard Cohen)

I showed my heart to the doctor, graphics

trampling the beats of the blood- the doctor said

that although the tests

no showed evidences

was the loneliness, he showed the danger

I have a greater love

than the age that I can reach Finally

showed me how it works

is the divine breath.

Cardiologia

Abri o meu coração para o médico, gráficos

atropelando as batidas do sangue- o médico disse

que embora os exames

não mostrassem indícios

havia solidão, ele mostrou o perigo

de se ter um amor maior do que a idade

a que podemos chegar Por fim

mostrou-me como trabalha

ainda o sopro divino.

J.T.Parreira