Sunday, May 30, 2010

Poem

the woman in blue and red
smiles at all of us.
she makes us to stop
like a frozen stream in winter.
she talks to her earrings.
after
she will walk on the empty streets
with a map of a lost town
whistling a song of her past
while
looking at the darkness
lit by city lights.
she may run into those
sisters who liked her earrings.