Sal Godoij
Soulpunctures
According to Sal Godoij, a "soulpuncture" is every literary work that aims to stimulate the soul's energy.
Therefore, all poems, stories, comments, and ideas on this page are "soulpunctures."
It is the objective of this site (and of all Sal Godoij's writing for this matter) that every word said, sung, heard, written, or read punctures the soul and thus stimulates the soul's healing capability.
A day in Toronto
Shadows
quivering, withdrawing
a ray of gold thrown into the heart
of the dying night at God's speed, a revengeful spear
to free the subjugated light, giving chase to the darkness, battling the fear
Your Hands
Each time I hold your hands I can see you in them, naked
Your hands draw the lines of your body…
They are your body sketched differently
Your lines, your hills, your soft dunes; waves on the sand
Life is a door...
Life is a door that opens
Life is a door that closes
Day after day
Hour after hour
A door that opens
A door that closes
I see you walking toward me
Silhouette of pain
I see you walking toward me
From the intense darkness
You walk toward me
You have opened a wound
You have opened a wound
Don’t think about it
You don’t have to mull over it
Citizen girl
Citizen girl, I wish you were the one that knocks on my door
You have awaken all these feelings
All these dreams that were past, gone, forgotten, and no
Time played tricks on my body
Time played tricks on my body
And my face fell
I say, my face fell
My eyes fell, my cheeks, my forehead, my lips
Silent, you look at me
Silent, you look at me
I wonder if your silence is a reproach
While your thoughts surge, raise and grow in the silence
I await your words
And God said
And God said –Action!
Light be made
And light came up on the screen
And life lost most of its life
Shame lost most of its shame
And all of it was made in so evident way
In the corner of the pepper tree
Feelings swirl free
In the corner of the pepper tree
Above, in the incommensurable blue
The pale round moon darkens the stars
Peregrine, it woos lovers, its light
Turn the dark fields into daylight
The end of the world is near
The end of the world is near
Get ready, it’ll be here
Stop whatever you’re doing
Whatever it’s, it’ll worth nothing