<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Poems on JP, an ape</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/</link><description>Recent content in Poems on JP, an ape</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2026 04:58:01 -0300</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://apemortalis.com/poems/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Living the randomness</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/living_the_randomness/</link><pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2026 04:58:01 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/living_the_randomness/</guid><description>&lt;p>Meeting random human beings&lt;br>
Working in random jobs&lt;br>
Dreaming random dreams&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Laughing to random jokes&lt;br>
Listening to random songs&lt;br>
Jamming random notes&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Sleeping in random places&lt;br>
Eating random food&lt;br>
Dancing random dances&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Crying, missing the ones that I love.&lt;br>
Smiling, experiencing the unknown cosmic drips of life.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Blend Of States</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/blend_of_states/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2026 07:16:09 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/blend_of_states/</guid><description>&lt;p>How would be a writing&lt;br>
Written by different times&lt;br>
Inked by different primates breathing&lt;br>
Expressed by two alike minds&lt;/p>
&lt;p>That is my experiment&lt;br>
I won&amp;rsquo;t use another time or person&lt;br>
With it, my mind I&amp;rsquo;ll bend&lt;br>
Open, aware of what it has been shown&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Meditate, I partake in now&lt;br>
Thus my last line before talking to god&lt;br>
Farewell and see you with eyes filled with void&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Agora, eu sou um cabloco arretado&lt;br>
Nao, digo perdao&lt;br>
Sou um cabloco iluminado&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Sometimes maybe good, sometimes maybe shit</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/sometimes_maybe_shit/</link><pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2026 07:05:47 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/sometimes_maybe_shit/</guid><description>&lt;p>It&amp;rsquo;s always a pleasure to feel your warmth&lt;br>
Your taste of green nature,&lt;br>
Organic matter, and roots&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Leaves, flowers and stem&lt;br>
A sip invites me to the inner realm&lt;br>
Of the forests and oasis meadows&lt;br>
In the mountains, where your friends you leave&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Left them to be here&lt;br>
Actually removed but you probably don&amp;rsquo;t mind&lt;br>
But here, in my mug, in my lips&lt;br>
In my mouth&lt;/p>
&lt;p>For you, it must be a pleasure too&lt;br>
To fill the warmth and all the atoms of an animal&lt;br>
Supposing you feel&lt;br>
Then it&amp;rsquo;s lke sex&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Going</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/going/</link><pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2026 06:56:48 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/going/</guid><description>&lt;p>A writing with no direction&lt;br>
I paint&lt;br>
But nothing special I want to draw&lt;br>
I could rhyme but why the effort?&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Should I start rhyming?&lt;br>
That is not the matter&lt;br>
I don&amp;rsquo;t know what is the object of my art&lt;br>
It&amp;rsquo;s nothing but my ape thoughts&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Thoughts, desires, fears, urges, sorrows&amp;hellip;&lt;br>
I want to be more present&lt;br>
Like my middle days in Pellumbas&lt;br>
I want to feel everything and everyone&lt;br>
Lightly, deeply. Yes, deeply&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Into The Nature</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/into_the_nature/</link><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 06:41:16 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/into_the_nature/</guid><description>&lt;p>Into the nature&lt;br>
Between the rocks&lt;br>
A river&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Sometimes we stop everything&lt;br>
We rearrange, remove and add&lt;br>
Just for the matter of aesthetics&lt;/p>
&lt;p>What is beauty?&lt;br>
Does it matter?&lt;br>
Everything matters and don&amp;rsquo;t at the same time&lt;/p>
&lt;p>What is my desire?&lt;br>
Stop with questions&lt;br>
Chill, observe&lt;br>
Feel and breathe&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Forever changing&lt;br>
For ever and never&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Just shooting words as if&lt;br>
They meant anything&lt;br>
And maybe they do&lt;/p>
&lt;p>What, how and when?&lt;br>
Again, no more questions&lt;br>
Look, listen to the music&lt;br>
To the birds&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Rooftop People</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/rooftop_people/</link><pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2026 06:37:33 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/rooftop_people/</guid><description>&lt;p>Primates, they are breathing&lt;br>
They are speaking&lt;br>
Watching&lt;br>
Always thinking&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Listening to some good music&lt;br>
Yes, we are&lt;br>
Keep, keep playing these drums&lt;br>
Oh my, appreciation&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Grammar, oh nevermind&lt;br>
Yeah, again, about we:&lt;br>
the conscious part of the universe&lt;/p>
&lt;p>People chilling&lt;br>
Talk about politics,&lt;br>
Or things.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>One</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/one/</link><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2026 04:23:32 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/one/</guid><description>&lt;p>Holy, I am the universe.&lt;br>
We are the universe.&lt;br>
We are all one.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>There is no &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rdquo;.&lt;br>
There is no self in variety.&lt;br>
We are all just different computing processes&lt;br>
occurring in the same machinery.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>That is no mysticism,&lt;br>
no fiction&lt;br>
or religion.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>We are &lt;strong>physically&lt;/strong> one.&lt;br>
One.&lt;br>
1.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Walking somewhere</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/walking_somewhere/</link><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2025 06:26:00 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/walking_somewhere/</guid><description>&lt;p>Walking through somewhere&lt;br>
Not confused&lt;br>
Through dharma my mind flourishes&lt;br>
My body and mind, the fusion&lt;/p>
&lt;p>I&amp;rsquo;ll run away&lt;br>
Or maybe I&amp;rsquo;ll look and learn&lt;br>
But I preferred instead to stay&lt;br>
Oh my, oh my, all I did was not in vain&lt;/p>
&lt;p>The day is beautiful&lt;br>
Orange star shining towards us&lt;br>
Conscious groupments of atoms and whatnot&lt;br>
It calls them and me to enjoy its warmth&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Hey mamma star, I&amp;rsquo;m going&lt;br>
I&amp;rsquo;ll just fulfill my belly with stardust&lt;br>
With energy I&amp;rsquo;ll be flowing&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Why Flowers?</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/why_flowers/</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2025 06:08:08 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/why_flowers/</guid><description>&lt;p>Flowers, why flowers?&lt;br>
Why not trees&lt;br>
But sometimes, we talk about trees&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Walking around the beautiful&lt;br>
Awareness of my brain&lt;br>
Focused on the breath&lt;br>
But also on the pain&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Standing still&lt;br>
I still can feel my brain still&lt;br>
Calm, slowly moving out&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Oh brain, I know you like it&lt;br>
Oh brain, thanks for this&lt;br>
Oh brain, oh Brian!&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Escrita pós-sesta</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/escrita_pos_sesta/</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2025 05:58:16 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/escrita_pos_sesta/</guid><description>&lt;p>O sono acorda sonhando&lt;br>
Tonto, eu ando e faço&lt;br>
Faço, lavo, tentando&lt;br>
Aleatórios, pensamentos farto&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Mas isso não é o que é&lt;br>
Isso não deriva o fato&lt;br>
Penso muito sobre Haskell&lt;br>
Enquanto ela pensa muito em pato&lt;/p>
&lt;p>O quê? Pato, tá doido?&lt;br>
Como antes dito,&lt;br>
O sono acorda solto&lt;br>
Random com biscoito&lt;br>
Poema de coisas nunca vistas&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Som, para pum e pau&lt;br>
Toco meu som&lt;br>
Eu era ruim, ainda falta know-how&lt;br>
Mas já tá bonitinho que nem meu sonho&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Entre Edifícios</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/entre_edificios/</link><pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2025 05:40:19 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/entre_edificios/</guid><description>&lt;p>Queria dizer, eu quis&lt;br>
Que lindas rosas se encontram&lt;br>
Na estepe da montanha&lt;br>
Junto à nascente&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Poetizar que nem um bhikku ou algo do tipo&lt;br>
Mas não posso&amp;hellip;&lt;br>
Minha descrição de mundo&lt;br>
Não contem esses elementos&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Mas tudo bem&lt;br>
O brilhar esplêndido da tela&lt;br>
Ilumina o meu caderno e o&lt;br>
Limiar da minha tinta preta&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Nele escrevo, choro e rio&lt;br>
Adeus, ò papel&lt;br>
Adeus, ò luz&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Vou me embora&lt;br>
Para o mundo onde as flores&lt;br>
Nascem e deformam&lt;br>
Irei dormir.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Windly Breath</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/windly_breath/</link><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2025 05:35:07 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/windly_breath/</guid><description>&lt;p>Windly breath&lt;br>
Travels and touches&lt;br>
My upperlip&lt;/p>
&lt;p>It seems easier to concentrate&lt;br>
But it&amp;rsquo;s not&lt;/p>
&lt;p>My pen is failing&lt;br>
Though the day keeps being beautiful&lt;br>
The sun, oh beautiful sun&lt;br>
Keeps shinning its light&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Beauty, day&lt;br>
Expressiviness I would say&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Lightly</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/lightly_feel_sorrow/</link><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2025 05:25:18 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/lightly_feel_sorrow/</guid><description>&lt;p>Lightly&lt;br>
Feel sorrow,&lt;br>
Be sad about your friends,&lt;br>
Cry about about the most irrelevant things.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>But all lightly.&lt;br>
There is no time or place&lt;br>
To not feel the positive lightness&lt;br>
Of existing with other people.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Appreciate the conflicts,&lt;br>
Lightly.&lt;br>
Enjoy the sorrow,&lt;br>
Lightly.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>That is the stream of life&lt;br>
That you may not avoid:&lt;br>
joy, sorrow, pain, happiness&amp;hellip;&lt;br>
So make sure to feel all lightly&lt;/p>
&lt;p>However, deep and present&lt;br>
Because one day, for certain&lt;br>
Lightly, your consciousness will turn off&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Lost Writer</title><link>https://apemortalis.com/poems/lost_writer/</link><pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2025 05:09:59 -0300</pubDate><guid>https://apemortalis.com/poems/lost_writer/</guid><description>&lt;p>Wondering with no directions&lt;br>
Beautiful water-rock battle&lt;br>
Or better, love&lt;/p>
&lt;p>There is no tutorial that could give me the skills&lt;br>
Poems are either bad or good&lt;br>
I don&amp;rsquo;t know what the writing is about&lt;br>
Just write, I do&lt;/p>
&lt;p>It doesn&amp;rsquo;t rhyme&lt;br>
Because no effort, I want to&lt;br>
But I keep passing my pen&lt;/p>
&lt;p>No meaning, like my life&lt;br>
Oh damn, what a drama&lt;br>
Yeah, drama&amp;hellip;&lt;br>
What is the meaning?&lt;/p>
&lt;p>To where am I heading?&lt;br>
Should I really rationalize these things&lt;br>
Or should I just ape around, eating bananas&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>