Édes kárhozat

                                                      Almát hámoz

                                                      rám sandít

                                                      őz szemével

                                                      édeni fény

                                                      titokzatos…

                                                      Kétely

                                                     Egy

                                                     hajlott hátú

                                                     csendes

                                                     úriember

                                                     hatvanon túl

                                         …

                                                             Pillanatkép

                                                            Alvó papíron fáradt rímek.

                                                            Préselt emlékek,rossz sorok.

                                                            Vak koldus ül a sarki járdán.

                                                            Valaki megölné…

                                                      Üres pohár

                                           Egyedül vagyok,gondtalan,

                                           a falak közt ólmos csendet

                                           lomboz egy barna pók-

                                           üres pohár,üres sorok,

                                           ma feltöltődni sem…

                                                          Pillangómagány

                                                         Bánt a

                                                         a pillangók

                                                         magánya

                                                         röptük…

                                                             Napfelkelte

                                                            Elhamvadó

                                                            gyufaparázs

                                                            egyet

                                                            villan

                                                           …

                                       Harmatcsepp a fény porában

                                        Harmatcsepp a

                                        fény porában

                                       bolyhos reggel

                                       szúr a nap

                                       bor nevet rám

                                       a…

                                                          Ragaszkodás

                                                                             Édesapám halálára

                                                          A fa is

                                                         …

                                                  Elégia a Megváltóhoz 

                                                 Ma már így halni sem lehet.

                                                 Keményen kinevetnek

                                                 azok a pőre gazemberek

                                                 Arcodba köpik baromi

                                                …

                                                                      Ítéletidő

                                                                     Nyárfák haragját

                                                                     aggatja

                                                                     köszvényes vállamra

                                                                     a…

                                                              Önarckép  

                                                              Ez én vagyok

                                                              magamnak is kevés

                                                              porból…

                                                         A tél halála

                                                         Minden nap fáj

                                                         a nyurga perc haragja-

                                                         fáradt utas

                                                        új kézfogást keres,

                                                        s mert…

                                                             Dualitás

                                                            Génjeimben

                                                            másik arcom

                                                            rejtem-

                                                            zápor áztat

                                                           …

                                                            Sulamit

                                                   Szerelmem ében ég

                                                   keleti virradat

                                                   ciprusok hajnalán

                                                   azúrkék pirkadat

                                                   mátkám és…

                                                         Vasárnap

                                        Szilaj vágtatás vakon előre,

                                        farizeusi bűnös játék-

                                        harmatközén a szende,pőre

                                        harangjátékos tűz,ajándék-

                                        fekete-fehér,piros…