The F.S. Chronicle

Artichokes like Comets

01.14.22

Artichokes fly under the quiet sky, Fire forms leaving a trail of light. Artichokes like fireballs, Approaching as August awakes. Two forms with no clouds around, Metal shapes with a gilt cover, Moving forwards just for us. Artichokes navigating the … Continue reading →

The Chair Smiles

11.19.21

The figures on the canvas, Tell a story I wish I was a part of, Of people and animals not here Anymore, yet I miss them. I wonder what is the necessary distance, To see the past as once was. … Continue reading →

Stories and Light

11.05.21

I know a man who couldn’t Escape sadness, and lost his Older years, looking for something Already gone. I know a man traveling aimlessly, Yet going in the wrong direction. Trips in circles, each smaller than the Others, until they … Continue reading →

The Chest Remembers

10.29.21

Standing in front of the chest I wonder, About the stories of its time. The words used then, now Forgotten and turned to salt. The grain in the wood, Like blood and veins. The mahogany remembers, The mahogany still dreams. … Continue reading →

Petals Like Butterflies

10.15.21

Somewhere lost, in the vast space Of the memories long gone, There wait for us The flowers I picked for you. Arranged by time, impatient time, Ignorant of our dreams, Inclement and imprudent. While the flowers age. Their colors now, … Continue reading →

Seahorses Sing

10.08.21

The brass seahorses facing away From each other, surrounded by seashells, And tender porcelain. A brass and porcelain compote, Sitting at the table of my childhood, Bearing the memories of days Now forgotten. A superb and proud bowl, Still carrying … Continue reading →

Mom’s Flowers

10.01.21

The floral bouquets sit on the table, Arranged by a meticulous hand. A tender and humble hand, A hand I once held. The floral bouquets, still preserving Their color, impervious to time, Free from decay. A colorful pair of flower … Continue reading →

Alligator in the Swamp

09.24.21

The day you left, an alligator visited me In my dreams. Lost, in the Florida Swamp, the alligator was the only Response, to me calling your name. Green and brown vegetation around me, And an alligator approaching slowly. I tried … Continue reading →

The Fronds

09.17.21

I could see the fronds, shadowed on my skin, like jewelry, like something heirloom. I had left a cold house. A house without adventure, a house that didn’t take risks. I was ready now for a new life. In a … Continue reading →

Reunion

09.10.21

The elephants met in the middle Of the afternoon, some time after Not seeing each other. They both tried To hide their excitement. Days of solitude are hard, And months can feel like years. It was as if they had … Continue reading →

The Sea at Night

08.27.21

I had feared the sea, I had feared the night. I could hear from my bedroom window, the great sea curling and, the deep wind whistling in the dark. I longed to be brave, to step out into blackness, to … Continue reading →

After Summer Rain

07.23.21

After the rain had ceased, And the clouds parted ways, A form floating in the sky moved Towards us. The sun, with its usual bravery, Reappeared above us, As we looked up to try to recognized The object floating above. … Continue reading →

A Lotus Flowers Grows

07.16.21

When the days are dark, And the future is blurry, A lotus flower somewhere Appears. When the waters we walk by Are dirty and contaminated, A lotus flower battles through, To grow. When you are far, A lotus flower reminds … Continue reading →

A Flower Will Come

07.09.21

Agave plants sitting in the distance, Eternal plants, Waiting for us. Their leaves with serrated edges, Rough and uninviting at first, But with familiar warmth. You ask me where their flowers are, And I explain they still hide, For those … Continue reading →

Under the Sunshine

07.02.21

Under the Florida sun, Enjoying the morning of their lives, Two puppies play. Black and white puppies, With soft porcelain bodies, Jumping under the sunshine light. The world is yet young, So much land to discover, So many games to … Continue reading →

The Metal Elephant

06.25.21

It grinned at me from where it hung, coyly and effervescently, above a dusty shelf. Dare I ask where it came from or shall I ask where it intends to go? Its large legs looked as if they were moving, … Continue reading →

Paper Fans

06.18.21

The fans appeared, flying tenderly, In a sky that once belonged to us. Painting the horizon, yellow and red, Playing with the clouds. In the middle of a summer day, Like yesterday, tomorrow, or A year ago. The fans floated … Continue reading →

Her Figure in the Settee

06.11.21

I still can see her figure, Where she once laid down, On the Rosewood settee Now silent and empty. The walls of our old place, Keep marks of our life. Her presence lingering, In our vacant home. I close my … Continue reading →

Walking Around

06.04.21

Walking around, a cat came to me And smiled. I asked for her name, and she asked For mine. A cat and I, lost in a secluded Part of town. Me, looking for a friend, and the cat Looking for … Continue reading →

Moroccan Porcelain Jar

05.21.21

A Moroccan porcelain jar was lost, And inside of it, my memories hide. A Moroccan porcelain Jar is missing, It was here yesterday, and now long gone. A Moroccan porcelain jar, With my mother’s hands, still Printed on it. A … Continue reading →

The Teacher Walked into the Room

05.14.21

The teacher walked into the room And said “Today we are going to draw Our favorite animals.” All of us, four-year-old children, Clapped and screamed in unison. Most of my friends started drawing dogs, Others drew cats, and some rabbits. … Continue reading →

Mirror Tales

04.30.21

The images appear in the mirror, As I look for my reflection, Once there and now gone. Images from the past, and images From the future appear, covering My now tired eyes. In one I am a baby, resting in … Continue reading →

A Ram in the Mountains

04.16.21

The ram waits for another moment To go look for her. It knows she hides, In the vastness of the mountains. The ram, patiently, closes its eyes To imagine her, her figure, her smile. The ram imagines her, running to … Continue reading →

Florida Palm Trees

04.09.21

Palm trees dance, under the Florida sun. Old, lengthy, and brave Palm trees, moving with the ocean Breeze. Golden palm trees, and silver Palm trees, the same one we once Climbed in long gone summer Days. Palm trees of our … Continue reading →

Sailing Home with Dolphins

04.02.21

Sailors told stories, of the creatures They once saw. Mythological figures In the vastness of the ocean, Owners of the waters. Sailors recounted of shapes and Colors, never seen by men. Creatures who kept them company, On those long trips. … Continue reading →

Birds at Sunset

03.19.21

The parrot and the toucan converse, As the world below them continues To move, and humans walk and walk. Not long ago, they lived side by side, One cage next to the other, but there’s No sense talking about that … Continue reading →

Parrots on Silk

02.26.21

Parrots sit, in the calm branches, Thinking of far lands they once Visited. The street is empty, and the Parrots know, the day is still awaking. Parrots under a bright blue sky, Their colors shining under the strong Sun. Who … Continue reading →

Dog Parade

02.05.21

When we leave home, he sits by The door, blue. We tell him we are Coming back, it’s just a quick outing, But he still has the sad eyes. He knows since we are getting ready, That he will have … Continue reading →

Early Morning

01.29.21

The lion, finding himself alone, Walks around looking for her. The morning sun, still timid, Announces himself to his eyes. He doesn’t know how long He slept for, all he knows is That she is missing, and not Having her … Continue reading →

Mom’s Topiary Trees

01.15.21

I asked my mother to pick her favorite item, As we pack up her things in the old home. She looks at me inquisitive, and her eyes Resemble those of a young girl. I noticed it a few years ago, … Continue reading →

Cats in the Night

01.08.21

When we arrived to the town, In the middle of a cold and silent night, No one came out to welcome us, But a cat with curious eyes. He walked slowly in our direction, Never taking his eyes off of … Continue reading →

Drawings of Days Past

12.18.20

He can’t remember when it was That he discovered the connection Between his life and the Moroccan Table in his house. He couldn’t remember either, where The table had come from, if he Bought it, or if it was a … Continue reading →

Pair of Tables and a Dance

12.11.20

Father extends his hand, and mother Smiles, shyly. She gets up, holding his hand, And they begin to dance. The red floor feels cold on my Hands and feet, and I sense Their eyes looking at me Laying on the … Continue reading →

Technicolor Urn

12.04.20

Standing by the door, the room still Dark and only a sliver of light coming Through the window, he sees her Lying in bed. He doesn’t want to disturb the silence Of the early morning, he doesn’t want To disturb … Continue reading →

Golden Palm Tree

11.27.20

The day is just starting, And the still timid sun opens Its eyes, as the palm tree Stands close to the ocean. The large palm leaves, green And a little yellow, welcome The still soft sunlight. The trunk, stylized and … Continue reading →

Sailing Days

11.20.20

When I close my eyes, sitting in The same old chair, I can see the water, And the sails. Mountains to one side, and a clear Sky, only a few clouds, and the wind Pushing us forward. The sailboat moves … Continue reading →

The Color of Dance

11.13.20

I was met by colors, so soulful and beloved, my first evening in Venice. I was met with the kind of thrill one can only find in a foreign place. A place where one can live without troubles and fall … Continue reading →

A Lion Roars

11.06.20

After a night of vivid dreams, The lion awoke. The morning was calm, and He found himself alone. No sign of animals around, Just the sun, trees, and wind. The lion walked and looked, But he didn’t find anyone. The … Continue reading →

Chandeliers and Halloween Dreams

10.30.20

That night he dreamed he woke up late For work. He ran to the bus stop, his hair Moving in the wind side to side, And his legs feeling heavier with each step. In the dream, he wandered for a … Continue reading →

The Bride & Bird

10.16.20

She walked with delicate little steps, towards a man she did not entirely know. She clutched in her hands, peach blossoms, of pinks, and reds, oranges, and whites. Above her, an Ibis as white as her gown, flew on. Free, and … Continue reading →

The Shelving Unit and Us

10.09.20

I ask my mother where are all the books, And she points to a pile of boxes. The shelving unit where they once rested, Stands tall and lonely against the wall. If I was younger, and father were alive, They … Continue reading →

Lamps of the Past

10.02.20

His tired eyes are about to give up, His arms are heavy, and he does not Hear the sounds coming from outside Anymore. A book resting on his lap. He knows he is about to sleep, but is Not quite … Continue reading →

Stories and Lies

09.25.20

The frog opened his eyes, And he was still a frog. No prince In this land, only green water in The pond. Who wrote such story? The frog Wondered, who wrote such lies? A kiss didn’t change anything, A frog … Continue reading →

This Exotic Thing

09.18.20

I was become with the shape of it, that familiar form. That thought provoking, beautiful, mysterious thing. I had seen her in my dreams, hips like goodness filled with cocoa and nuts, and delicate lines, yet strong and powerful. Hips … Continue reading →

Flowers Came To Town

09.11.20

They arrived to town, carrying two Lidded wicker baskets. Two shapes we’d never seen before, Moving calmly under the burning sun. Their shadows on the pavement became unrecognizable shapes, Where person and basket became One nebulous form. Their steps were … Continue reading →

Lines on the Urn

08.21.20

The lines on the urn draw a story, a story with no time structure. The lines move forward and backwards, And wrap the urn interminably. The lines dance around the urn’s Surface, at their own pace, Moving their colors in … Continue reading →

Memories of a Sailing Day

07.31.20

The calm water, moves barely, Almost still. While the sailboat Floats forward, and you look down At our reflection. You tell me what the two shapes in The water are doing, what they are Saying, and what they are thinking. … Continue reading →

The Seashell You Brought Back

07.24.20

When the night arrives, and it’s dark Outside, I turned and look at the seashell You once brought back for me. The lines around the seashell’s body Curve gracefully, as the wrinkles next To your smile once did too. The … Continue reading →

Shapes from the Sea

07.17.20

Out of the sea, two shapes emerge, Covered with seashells and songs Of yesterday. They float first, then they levitate, As their forms become more defined, And their colors more alive. They move in front of our eyes, And show … Continue reading →

The Elephants Came to Town

07.10.20

When the elephants came to town, We were playing on the street, And their too large forms moved Forward, as we stood incredulous. They were still far, when someone Yelled, “Two elephants coming down The road!” and we all looked … Continue reading →

The Light in the Window

07.03.20

I saw it on my night walk, when no one was around. You could see the insides of the houses, like tiny televisions shows. A view into someones life, A glimpse really, as one walks. I never stared in, but … Continue reading →

Apple and Pear Falling

06.26.20

The apple fell down, Almost with disdain. The world was so new, And almost empty. The apple, the poor apple, Destined to a future of Sin and infamy. The lonely, red, apple. The pear wondered, why Wasn’t she chosen? She … Continue reading →

Childhood Table

06.19.20

In my first memory I’m three, almost four, And my small hands rest on the table. I don’t know my hands are small then, Only that the table is cold. I must not be alone, in this first memory, But … Continue reading →

Glass Flamingos Under the Florida Sun

06.12.20

Flamingos in the Florida summer, Swim around while the heat surrounds Them. The sun glares in the water, While they move smoothly. Flamingos in the incandescent Florida Heat, moving around rhythmically, While the world around them seems To almost melt. … Continue reading →

Two Pineapples in the Sky

06.05.20

The long, empty, road is dark, And our steps are the only sound Around us. Almost blindly, we walk Holding hands. Before we knew it, night came, As it usually does. We’ve walked For so long, you and I. But, … Continue reading →

Carnival Dolls

05.29.20

Every year, the carnival came to town, With colorful tents, and new songs. When summer came, we knew it was time, For the carnival to arrive. The town looked different, ready for The surprises the carnival would bring. Always something … Continue reading →

Let’s Be Like Children

05.22.20

Let’s be silly like children. Let’s make faces and use our imagination, that somehow gets lost in everyday life. The bustling days of work and more work and more work and finally sleep. Sometimes we forget that we were children and could be silly … Continue reading →

What Are We Looking For?

04.24.20

What were we looking for? When we found them? I can’t seem to remember. It was a day, bright and unanswered. A day with few clouds, but lots of shade. Under trees we rested. Looking up into the limbs of … Continue reading →

Silver Waves

04.17.20

The silver waves tower over me, today and every day. Their weight is unknown. Sometimes far too heavy, but other times light like silver clouds before a needed rain. Today I feel the weight. The cold presence of their sleekness … Continue reading →

Sailing Away

04.03.20

I dreamt that we sailed away, you and I. Away from the fear, away from our loss. It was a dream of forgiveness, a dream of understanding and hope. With you by my side, the smell of the sea, the … Continue reading →

Two Lizards on the Wall

03.27.20

A pair of lizards, resting on the wall. Their bodies flat, as they say Hello to you and I. Just two lizards, resting, While the world outside moves, Sometimes too fast. They seem so tranquil, so calm, Their faces are … Continue reading →

Wall Shelf in Morocco

03.13.20

Somewhere in Morocco, when I Was young, I found my past. Hiding behind arches and nooks, Hiding from curious eyes. The history of a tale long gone, But not passed. A story about us, A story with no time. In … Continue reading →

Her and the Past

03.06.20

Her long elegant legs, Oh, how I long for! Her lush features, as if They hand been hand crafted. Or perhaps they were hand carved, A provocative hand drawing Dramatic features. Oh, how I long for! In nights like tonight, … Continue reading →

A Story Must

02.28.20

The mahogany desk in the room, Just like the desks of the past, And a story builds within himself, A story he can’t predict or delay. The blank page sitting on the leather top Invites him to sit down and … Continue reading →

A Fruit for My Love

02.21.20

If I were to pick a fruit, for you, my love, it would have to be the best, the best fruit one could find. It’s winter now and fruit is scarce, but I will find a fruit for you, my … Continue reading →

Joy Parade

02.14.20

When the day is over, and we both Get home, after another day of work, She’ll be there. Smiling By the door. Even before we turned around the Corner, her ears will go up, Knowing we are close. Today And … Continue reading →

Silver Lotus Leaves Dance

02.07.20

Lotus flowers play, in the wind Reaching for the sky. They dance, In small circles with the wind, Under the morning sun. Lotus flower, with silver lotus leaves, Gliding under the sun, a sun made Out of brass, welcoming them … Continue reading →

The Library Stairs

01.24.20

The library stairs, sat in a large room, Surrounded by books. The smell of Mahogany brought memories from Other times, as I walked around. Since I was young, it was my favorite Part of the house, even before I could … Continue reading →

Whale in the Basement

01.17.20

The whale hides, in my grandmother’s house. It’s a secret her and I have, and we keep it between the two of us, because it’s our secret. It’s hidden in the basement, behind a few dusty photo albums, where we … Continue reading →

Walking Around the Lamp

01.10.20

The elephant saw the camel come back, Just like the day before, and the day Before that. The camel seemed tired, And the elephant lightly smiled. We see each other again, like every day, The camel said and returned the … Continue reading →

The Animals in the Canvas

12.26.19

They walk free, like children, Surrounded by vibrant colors and Unusual shapes. Moving along the jungle, The animals play. They know well their surroundings, It is their home, and they’re happy. Their bodies navigate the vegetation, And their legs move … Continue reading →

Things Untouched

12.13.19

I dreamt of a day on a beach in Portugal, The sand was glistening, full of wood colored so perfectly, that only time could paint. The sand sparkled on my legs, as I watched the wood, some pieces were sliding … Continue reading →

Vase Under the Italian Sky

12.06.19

Somewhere in Italy we found a floor vase, You saw it first, in the distance, Standing tall in the country side. We walked to it, discovering its shape Under the warm Italian sun, it glowed As new discoveries usually do. … Continue reading →

Childhood Toys

11.29.19

I was already running late, and as it happens when you are late, traffic was worse than ever. Perhaps it was because I had left my home ten minutes later than usual, or maybe there was an accident, but there … Continue reading →

Breakfast in Bed

11.22.19

It was a day drenched in sunlight, as I woke late and decided to stay in bed and listen. I listened to my husband’s gentle feet in the kitchen. I could hear the tea boil, as was tradition after a … Continue reading →

Moving Fronds

11.15.19

I watch the rain from my window, its lonely drops smacking the glass, asking to come in and keep me company. They beg to drip upon my face and feel satisfied. But, I cannot help to think of a hot day, … Continue reading →

An Ode to Pride

11.08.19

Oh, be it! Punish me for having walked around this world, with my head held high, my belly sucked in. Oh, be it! Be done with it, I say. Because you mistake my pride for arrogance. Ah, yes! Pride. Are … Continue reading →

Weightless Moments

11.01.19

Do you ever think about becoming weightless? A weightless so freeing that it would be impossible to go back. Back to our heavy, strained bodies. Back to our reluctant minds. I once watched a turtle cross Seville Road. Inch by … Continue reading →

Our Season

10.25.19

We know it’s early, but we can’t help but grin. We feel the wind change and see the colors of brick and joy. It is our season, and we are fully dressed. Ready for the show, the dreams, and the … Continue reading →

Timeless Friends

10.18.19

They sit by the door, like timeless statues, And we try to not make any sounds, so our Presence is not noticed, and we can continue To admire their innocence. If we make any noise, they will look in our … Continue reading →

Our Chairs Await Us

10.11.19

When we come home, older, tired, quiet, They wait for us with open arms. Their feathers spread out in a warm hug, Waiting for you and I to sit down. When we bring stories from our daily Lives, when we … Continue reading →

The Year of the Cat

10.04.19

It was February of 1999 when I arrived in Vietnam and made my way to one of the most colorful markets in the world. When I stepped on the brown clay ground of Sapa and looked at my surroundings of … Continue reading →

Under the Cherry Blossom Tree

09.27.19

I hadn’t yet considered what it would mean when she picked the fruit from the Cherry Blossom Tree and handed it to me, her fingers slightly stained. The tree itself reminded me of snow, but it was spring. At least … Continue reading →

Blue Butterflies

09.20.19

She saw the blue butterflies dancing at her feet. They moved with the wind. Oh, to be so free, she thought. She remembered her sweet love and how he treated her as a flower Just as these butterflies were They … Continue reading →

Three Leather Stools Under the Sun

09.13.19

The three of us walk, under the burning sun, No one talks, but we know all we think about is We are tired. We walk, or crawl, in silent and at Times, we can hear the sun falling on our … Continue reading →

Watching the Sun Glow

09.06.19

I’ve seen it glow, behind the mountains of the past, Surrounded by a pure blue sky, and light clouds. I’ve seen it glow, showering with light the ruins Of an old civilization that was there once. I’ve seen it glow, … Continue reading →

Dolphin in the Storm

08.30.19

The skies are still blue, but some clouds in the vicinity Gather, as the wind slowly picks up, and the Ocean, moving faster and faster in circles, Tells the dolphin the storm is coming. Soon, the day will become dark, … Continue reading →

His Father’s Wine Bar

08.23.19

It’s Friday evening, and the weight of the week falls on his shoulders, as he sits in the same old chair, and reflects on the recent events that have taken place in his home, or at least he thinks they … Continue reading →

Friends Walking Home

08.16.19

The three friends walked, in the rising day, Not fast or slow, but in a steady pace. The three friends walked, one more time, Without looking at each other, or looking back. One of them wanted to run, his legs … Continue reading →

Columns in the Dying Night

08.09.19

The columns stand, in the dying night, The sun has gone down, and the weight Of our past, rests on their shoulders. Still, They stand, in front of us, infinite. The columns we once saw, in our youth, Now older … Continue reading →

Two Elephants Holding a Gong

08.02.19

There has to be someone around here, Said the elephant to his partner, Who can hit the gong while we hold it. My trunk is tired, and my legs feel heavy. We have been walking for days now, Miles and … Continue reading →

Discovering a New World

07.26.19

Down below into the sea, where the light disappears, And the water becomes like the night, I saw a face Of a creature I never knew. We locked eyes, in silence, And we both recognized I was lost. The water … Continue reading →

Rocco and his Best Friend

07.19.19

Rocco had been running for three hours, but to him it felt as if it had been days. The Florida heat pushed him down, and the more he ran, the more nervous he became, and the more tired he got. … Continue reading →

New Student

07.12.19

George arrived that November morning to our classroom, and the teacher introduced him as a new member of our first-grade class. All of us, curious six and seven years olds, welcomed our first ever transferred student. George said hi back, … Continue reading →

Parakeets Flying Back Home

07.06.19

A pair of parakeets fly back home, It’s been a long day, and their wings move In the air, pushing through the wind As the day dies behind them. They have traveled long distances, And the thought of being back … Continue reading →

Home by Sea

06.29.19

If I go back, may it be by sea, In a mahogany boat, with strong winds. Returning to a place I once knew, A place simultaneously old, and new. When I go back, may my boat travel soft, Soft like … Continue reading →

Seagulls in the Morning

06.21.19

The seagulls stand, in the rising morning, The sun coming up, while they look into the horizon. A few clouds above them, far from each other and Lonely, while the seagulls feel the ocean breeze. It’s still early, and the … Continue reading →

Lines and Drawings on the Jars

06.14.19

Two tobacco jars, sitting in front of us. We rest in silence, and imagine where did they Come from. You say they belonged to a king, And I say the don’t belong to anyone, not us. They have lines on … Continue reading →

The Circus is in Town

06.07.19

The circus came back every August, and the whole town became a brighter place. Since the beginning of summer, everyone started getting ready for the arrival of the circus. Some houses were painted, people started wearing colorful clothes, and even … Continue reading →

Brass Palm Trees

05.31.19

The sun has fallen down, in Florida, And the palm trees, once brown and Green, are now covered with the sun’s Light, gliding tall in the grass. The sun has melted down – it’s summer- And the leaves look now … Continue reading →