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My Muse Died Today

a journey of love and freedom
a bumpy story of a child
a story of homelessness

Joćo Filipe Reis
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My Muse Died Today

J F REIS

a journey of love and freedom
a bumpy story of a child
a story of homelessness


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Heard your heart









Heard your heart
Your hand following my eyes
Time, I ask for more time
It vanishes fast
As water splashed in our bodies
Drops drowning waking pores
Eyes in the eyes
Souls soaring undefeated
Dreams of future

Tears, tears of joy!



Good Universe sunshine fantasy of nature




Good Universe sunshine fantasy of nature
Let the battle begin
A day after day
An hour gagging minutes
A second upon a moment
A turmoil, a rag, a mat
On us, on her
An exam of As and Bs
A battle to be fought, lost
A war to live and win

No martyrs!




Good morning love!











Good morning love!
Are you great today?
Which star loves you more
This morning?






The day




The day
An orange
An apple
Just another day
A book
A pencil
Only another day
Older
Younger
Just a day
Fresh and ripe
Illustrations of your heart
A sharp tip of life
Or is it the mind?
My friend
My lover
My passion in flesh
Which day best reaches you?
Today?
A friend
A lover for a morning life
Tamed as your fear must deny
Or a friend
A bed
A touch only you feel?
You know, you know
How
Tell me how far
My young lover to be
Is it, not far
September?
Eyes wide open
When you called me
Long before our day
How dare you
Not to be
Not to feel
Not to fly?
Tell me
You still love me . . .






Sunshine and shadows















Sunshine and shadows
Which one is wining?
The Sun uplifting a ceiling of life?
The shadows bringing you to the ground?
But you can only walk on clouds
And they run and fly
Or are they castles in the air?
So much for a bit of water in tiny drops . . .




Good gosh! Marvellhous Sunny Day

















Good gosh!
Marvellous sunny day
Warm in our hearts
Feeble in our intentions
Strong, daring
A dream . . .






Good morning, morning woman










Good morning, morning woman
I heard your motor, your heart, your engine
Passing down in the street
Fading away ghostly
Dawn routines, reeling directions
Well beyond faint unwritten lines
Blank pages of A to Z maps
Untidy electronic satellite voices
No bother, no sense, no end
As I heard a knock in my heart
Was it you?
Afraid to ask, no, it was not you!
Not you
It was you, your heart
Your desire
Your smile
Your invitation
To roam
To create
To love




I slept

















I slept, then
I woke up with my heart pounding alive . . .
In your hands!








Good Morning Byte Byte
















Good morning byte byte

Bit by bit
Bite by bite
Kiss by kiss
One day more
One day
One less to worry!






Chinese corporal, general







Chinese corporal, general
A friend to my heart
Guiding me through cold office days
Where is your face?

I know you old, wise
Whispering at no time
Never in vain

'Friends near'
'Foes closer'

'Friends near'
'Foes closer'

How is your face?
Old, wise?
Young, yes, forever
Baby born for the day
Old enough for the night

'Friends near'
'Foes closer'













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Sweet love, can I open my heart for you
As I never did before
Now that love and life found a way
And future is no more
Only a ghastly word?