Music’s everywhere:
the sea, the wind, the rain, the
storm, the raging fire.

Isabel del Rio is a British-Spanish poet, author and linguist. Born in Madrid, she has lived in London most of her life.

She writes and has published poetry and fiction in both English and Spanish. She is a great admirer of Japanese poetic forms, and her poetry is as concise and intense as her preferred composition, the haiku 5-7-5.

Her poetry collections include Madrid Madrid Madrid, Dolorem Ipsum, and Cuaderno de notas. Her most recent fiction includes Paradise & Hell, A Woman Alone: fragments of a memoir, and La autora del fin del mundo.

She has worked as a full-time broadcaster and journalist for the BBC World Service, and as a full-time translator and terminologist for a London-based UN agency. She is currently studying for a PhD in Creative Writing.

The rain (naviarhaiku470)

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misted, scatter the scent of fallen thoughts
memory
let me

forget, all of the silhouetted stars
praying towards open sky
over moon


pastel cherry tree
petals softly
decorate the air


distant cooing sung by a mourning dove
tenderly
pleading

glisten, dipping my hands into a stream
kneeling below open sky
under sun

reaching further into a diamond brook
running cool
through me

gloomy forest of black and white
dreaming beckons out to me
under moon


pastel cherry tree
petals softly
decorate the air

how this current flows
thawing winter snow
if the winds could speak


blinking, is it the butterfly or me?
back and forth
between

sleeping slowly I stand up on my feet
gazing below to the ground
over moon

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Cocoon

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Twisting splinter
sink into my heart, into my coffin
don't hold back
show me light

Dracula in the day
burn, turn into ash, turn into clay
don't be scared
face the light

Never ending digging in my side
slowly trickle until it runs dry
sand by sand
drop by drop

Counting backwards from the edge of ten
reincarnation? no, not again!
falling through green and blue

Molded ivy slithers
guarding a story
ravens scavenge death

Shadow is surrounding
what was that movement...?
secondary presence

Never ending digging in my side
slowly trickle until it runs dry
sand by sand 
drop by drop

Counting backwards from the edge of ten
reincarnation?  no, not again!
falling through green and blue

Cycle blankly waiting hammer drop
heavy chamber carry the wish shot
can you hear drawing near..?

Counting backwards from the age of sin
reincarnation? no, not again!
falling through green and blue 


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More Green and More Blue

~~Like an evaporating rain before it splashes on grass, MattandtheJays diffuses before noticed and leaves behind a trace of wonder and longing~~

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