Thursday, April 22, 2010


Ape uda tarmuri slute
Rotind undele-n zadar
Ca apoi perfid,veninul
Sa-l reverse langa far

Langa o stanca cenusie
Un trup sade ghemuit
Cufundandu-se in umbra
Ce se leapada de zid

Stropii tulburi se strecoara
Pe sub giulgiul ce sublim
Inconjoara-n alb de ceata
Nuri cu urme de pelin

Picuri rosii intr-o salba
Zac uitati pe mana stanga
Care cauta fara vlaga
Marea care sta sa planga

Stand ascuns in curcubeul
Ce se frange in cristal
Sageteaza incodata
Cu privirea-i de metal

Si nici noaptea si nici stanca
Nu mai par ca sa ascunda
Gandul care inca taie
Pan' la os in mana  stanga

Danut Ardelean

Monday, April 19, 2010

The secret

Ugly shores are soaked in waters
That in vain surround themselves
Foaming treacherously the venom
In a crest above the waves

Crouching close her gentle body
Near to the jaded stone
Melt herself into the shadow
That's emerging from the wall

Drops of blue are playing restless
Underneath the satin dress
To embrace in sin the beauty
Of her pale colored breasts

Red sapphires in a bracelet
Lurk forgotten on her hand
That is drawing empty gestures
In that sea which has no end

Standing hidden in the rainbow
That is bowing over shore
Sent his looks to pierce the body
That is laying on the stone

Not the moon,nor the night
Seem to hide it anymore
Thought of death that is still cutting
In her hand , deep to the bone 

Danut Ardelean

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Panoramic Sunset