Writing Studio

Concrete Roses. Etude

23 May 2024
Tea rosesIn a crystal vaseDesperately reachingUpwardAs if…….It’s like there’s nothick in the concrete roof!As if the skyCloser and closer! And here it is,This melted skyIn the fringe of the fractureOf the concrete block“So romanticOn the gray our teal color”Whispered the roses,Through the storm of


23 May 2024
There’s a moment of unreality in my world. It’s like a spark, like the wind… Like the shadow… I can hear it slowing its movements And dissolves in my breath the moments…
23 May 2024

I’m creating

Give me a watercolorI’m creating my April!Into the blue pastelThe brush glides