El Niña

                                                                           

 

                                               Sei senhor das chaves que meus pares pulhas

                                               tal o cão com o olho do filho, tanto fizeram

                                               que furaram seu ozônio.

 

                                               Mas eles não  tem nada de divino muito pelo

                                               contrário, então imploro, que mesmo furioso

                                               com as justificativas pífias.    

                                               em ibéricas expressões _crianças_poupe os viventes

                                               de teus dilúvios e também de teus vendavais e secas.

               

ETERNO

                                                                              

 

                                               Vi seu lânguido corpinho bicolor

                                               a margem do asfalto, dormiria

                                               na chuva torrencial?

 

                                               Dormia. O sono eterno.

                                               Pobre serzinho, oxalá

                                               sua alma descanse

                                               sem dono irresponsável,

                                               nem carros assassinos.

LUNA

                                                                           

                                                               No espesso cobertor

                                                               Que se afastava para

                                                               Dar passagem a

                                                               Torrente liquida

                                                               Te vi cheia, linda e

                                                               Grávida de luz, plena

                                                               De azul plúmbeo.

                                                               Fugias rapidamente

                                                               Para o aconchego dos

                                                               Carneiros, que ondulavam

                                                               Ao encontro do infinito.

ANÊMONA

                                            

                                               No jugo grave

                                               do sol, nasço

                                                em retumbante

                                               florada, comigo

                                               ó rei-astro, pai

                                               e padrasto, não

                                               vais implicar

                                               pois sou filha

                                               dileta da rainha

                                               flora, a quem

                                               você raramente

                                               pode desafiar.