• 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

    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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