Bonsaic Verses

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when i hear your voice
i’m just a breath away from
your constellation

morning breeze
an eon of your lingering
kiss

Poetry is
turning water into wine
or nepenthe

sleepless
it must be the moon
over Vibrant street

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rare conjunction
of the five planets–
you are the sixth

suddenly
i am all over you
a poem in my head

zinnias–
edible flowers blooming
in space garden

age of consequence–
the fourth horseman is coming
on an ashen horse

blurb–
his kigo is out of
season

stargazing–
looking for your face in
a mug of dark skies

weaving lyrics
and yellow stardust–
spiders from Mars

drowsy eyes–
feeling the weight
of midnight

though there are no stars
in the skies tonight– i know
they gleam in your eyes

on the rim
of my teacup
the rhyme of your lips

Epitaph

Santiago Villafania, Poet
Lived with affective disorder
Drowned himself in Agno River

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