My poems are reflecting the wish to catch the spirit of the place by few words. This is like to try to catch the wind by fisherman net. Not easy, but don´t forget: words are like birds. They like to play with the wind.
Enjoy their flight:
cairo
you enter this bazaar of million souls
and you feel like you want to grow
to grow and fly over the pyramids
and turn to one of billions sahara seeds
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zurich
in the mecca of capitalism
i feel fanaticism
if the beauty of a town can be measured
by the number of smiling girls that can be found
zurich, you will be the number one,
but the other way around
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stockholm
the wind is freezing cold
the river dark and full of ice
a blond girl smiles at you once
and makes you think twice
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berlin
your freedom is my passion
you, capital of art and love
allowing everyone to stay a child
and keep the feelings pretty young
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Barcelona
Tight streets in a body full of crazy buildings
Boats playing music in the ports
You see parrots flying over the palm trees instead of crows
And the joy inside you grows
Come te llamas , preciosa?
Barcelona Barcelona
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patmos
your sea is full of sun and light
your energy is very mild
this island is a magic place
I found on it
what happiness contains:
to climb a tree full of figs
and eat as much as my stomach fits
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Roma
Ciao bella
looking at your proud beauty alive
i am asking you which poem you like:
something from Dante or maybe Leopardi
but first let me take you to the piazza Garibaldi
Oh, Roma, Roma aeterna
do all the roads really lead to you
or is this just a bellevue
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Istanbul
you make me feel as samnombul
So much life inside of it
that everytime I go to sleep
I have the feeling to miss a bit
Veso Portarsky 