New Horizons

New Horizons

They look at the days to come
One quiet
One with words without stop
Both see the new horizons
Beyond hills
Mountains and streams
Lile a peaceful sight
To make the future as bright
As the smiles they bring
To children and grown ups alike
As they step into the steps
Of their daily life
© Regis Cabral,  24 September 2016

Summer Gone

Summer Gone

Somewhere in the sky
The Sun still shines
Can not see it
I know it is there
The grey and dark
Slowly takes over
The Sun shining
In the Sun of the midnight
Hope does not fade away
Somewhere in the darkness of the moment dark
Hope still shines
Like the Sun
Hidden
In the winter night
© Regis Cabral,  23 September 2016

Apples

Apples

Have you seen
The small apples
Untouched, untained
In the hidden apple tree
Behind the books
Watching the magazines
Waiting for children
Who have not yet discovered
And should not discover yet
The sour sweet taste
Of the little apple tree fruits
Hidden by the books
Smiling at
The unexpected bystanders
Who also have
A sweet bitter
Life to live
© Regis Cabral,  22 September 2016

Tomorrow

Tomorrow

Tomorrow is a distant world
As foreign as yesterday
Predictable as today
Was yesterday
Tomorrow is a foreign culture
As distant as yesterday
Remembered not as it was
Remembered as one can remember
Selected bits
Patched out as life it allows
Tomorrow will be patched too
Becoming not what is
But what the future today
Will see
As the yesterday tomorrow

© Regis Cabral,  21 September 2016

I will be back for you

I will be back for you

Unwanted changes
Have give me no choice
No time to waist
No time to wait
I have to go
Even if I do want not
Be sure
I promiss you
At the right time
I will reappear
From the streams of time
Guided by the endless love
That no one will take from my heart
© Regis Cabral,  20 September 2016

Question

Question

Is life the all, the me, and the in between?
If I find the answer
Will there be someone
Somewhere
Who will liisten
Who will care?
Is life the all, the me, and the in between?
Or is there one out there
Who knows the answer
And with silent signs
Refuses to tell
© Regis Cabral, 19 September 2016

Cycles

Cycles

Life and waves
Into each other
Repeating, never alike
Like galaxies and suns
Going around
Each turn
Each round
Back into a place
The place wanting to be the same
And never is
The learning should guarantee
A move to a higher ground
In life and waves
But does it not
To return to the past
Changes the waves
Changes the life
And the lives are for ever
Moved into a changed ocean
Into new paths
Finding another meaning
Into a life that is not yet

© Regis Cabral, 18 September 2016

Blue Skies, Red Sun, a Life in the Stars

Blue Skies, Red Sun, a Life in the Stars

Wake up
The sky is blue
The sun is not red
As it should have been
It is another star
Another life
Still a life
To live and not to pass by
Turning clocks
Which have only a meaning
As the sun changes
From yellow to red
In the starry road
From the Earthly thoughts
To the freedom
Which only arrives
When you find your place
In the star in your heart

© Regis Cabral, 17 September 2016

The Traveller returns

The traveler returns

He is back
Changed but unchanged
Evolved into a new day
Looking at the yellow sun
Before its color fades
Soon he will soon be gone
Staying as far as the returning
Gives new colors to the moon rays
In a time when time can not fade away

Swedish Eyes

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book III: Life
Poem III-6: Swedish Eyes

Even after a tiring
Long hard life
In the late hour
I wake up
Not to sounds
Not to storms
In the black darkness
You bring me back
From the fading away heart
To the beating of the wild
To birds transformed into angels
By the brilliant light
Coming from you
Stronger than stars
A dream in the night
Where the only existences
Are your
Beautifully bright
Wonderfully shinning
Swedish eyes.

© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005

Poem III-5: Open Heart

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book III: Life
Poem III-5: Open Heart

I faced everybody
Holding nobody
Sharing with none
The tears and the pains
Of the regreted words
Of the forgotten names
Of the rejected
Whose love remains

You spread your wings
Lightened the darkness
Warmed my life
Delivered happiness
To my eyes
Thus, only
And only to you
I opened my heart.

© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005

Poem III-4: Beauty in Time

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book III: Life
Poem III-4: Beauty in Time

Eternal beauty
Penetrating eyes
A changing face
Facing
The changes of my time

Internal beauty
Changing looks
An unchageable gaze
Chaging
The faces of my time

External beauty
Scratching surfaces
A wonderful memory
Confronting
The beauties of my time.

© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005

Poem III-3:Sometimes - A Good Life

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book III: Life
Poem III-3: Sometimes - A Good Life

Sometimes I loose my balance
Sometimes I loose my control
Sometimes I loose my step
And fall into a hole

Sometimes I feel like dancing
Sometimes I feel like singing
Sometimes I feel like crashing
And get my ears ringing

Sometimes I am just alone
Sometimes I am just myself
Sometimes I am just happy
And exist like no one else

What a good life!

© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005

Poem III-2: Objective

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book III: Life
Poem III-2: Objective

Plant a tree
In a garden
In Japan.

© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005

Poem III-1: A Song She Sang When She Woke Up

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book III: Life
Poem III-1: Supper Dupper Winny Winner
(A Song She Sang When She Woke Up)

This is a rabbit’s song
Sing it at your favorite tune
As you go along

No matter
Trouble awaits
No matter where you walk
Rubble’s on the way.

This is a rabbit’s song
Sing it at your favorite tune
As you go along

A hunter’s silence
A fox in the alley
A plastic tomato
Dinner for the kids in the valley

This is a rabbit’s song
Sing it at your favorite tune
As you go along

No matter
Trouble in the sky
No matter where you scape
You will find a crazy flie

This is a rabbit’s song
Sing it at your favorite tune
As you go along

Big as an elephant
Hungry as a snake
A plastic tomato
Lunch for the spider in the lake

This is a rabbit’s song
Sing it at your favorite tune
As you go along

No matter
You will hop(e) the troubles away
No matter where you fly
Today is always a better day

This is a rabbit’s song
Sing it at your favorite tune
As you go along.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005

Poem II-15: Freedom!

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book II: Conflict
Poem II-15: Freedom!

Heart half past
She recovers a soul once gone
Nothing but the stressing
Of love undone

Away fast
She takes to the happy run
A thing keeps bodering
He faked like no one

Life’s die cast
She realises she is alone
Something still remaining
Like a musical tone

Free at last
She feels it in every bone
Everything he is wanting:
Alas! She will do it on the phone!
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005

Poem II-14: A moment

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book II: Conflict
Poem II-14: A moment
She will make you an offer
As you fly high in the air
Give her your future
You shall inherit her past

Before you land
You have an option
Take her word
Or forget your redemption

After you arrive
No turning back
You stay together
Never to move apart

She will say no more
The decision is yours
She will carry you forever
Towards a life after all lives.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005

Poem II-13: Recollections

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book II: Conflict
Poem II-13: Recollections

Presents and gifts
Behind the lenses
Eyes still see
Same old faces
Young recollections
From the heart’s deep

Alive for always
Despite hardships
A warrant
Of true friendship
In words, in signs
For ever to keep

Presents and gifts
Hidden by pretences
She gazes across
Beyond the senses
New memories
Taking a short leap

Into a permanent life
Avoiding the evil lordship
Accepting the great beauty
Of a dedicated fellowship
In traces, in lines
For ever to keep.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005

Poem II-12: Alice

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book II: Conflict
Poem II-12: Alice

And now:
Alice has a dog
Who scared the tax man away
A lover she cares for
A dream job she dreamt of
Not in that order
Not in that making

And in the past:
Alice had a cat
Who flew into his death
A husband she forgot
A fuzzy job she dropped
Not in that order
Only in that making

And now:
Alice owns her future
From the lab to the top
Her happy life of success
Pretty wrinkles of stress
Typical of people
At their best

Now again:
Alice followers
From Paris to L.A.
Her trail of achievements
Great experiments
Observe more
Than many rich days.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005

Poem II-11: First Time

Life and Death at the Station Cafe (death, conflict and life)
Book II: Conflict
Poem II-11: First Time

Fifty years have passed
Since she noticed
The dancing steps
The same flow of life
Reveals to her
The timeless reality
No one sees

In those long years past
They moved closer and closer
But the smokes of war
Drove them apart
Now transformed by the whirwind of time
The dancing steps
Place them
Eye to eye

She dances like in the past
As in all her previous lives
She will move forth
To meet again
The steps dancing
As they did
As they do
And always will
For the first time.
© Regis Cabral, 11 March 2005