Category: Poetry

I walked alone within this storm. Around the lonely hills, Between the valleys Playing solitaire, I saw salmon jumping stones Racing alone towards home. I saw waves ripping, White horses rising above a wall, With a wind whipping all before. I was alone at one with nature But then I turned, I looked, A beautiful flower stood tall, This feature […]

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Whoever you are if you haven’t been able to deliver peace you aren’t a star Whoever you may be if you haven’t seen the world as one you are but a demon Who do you think you are, a troubled land, or a superpower if you’re still struggling with barriers, borders, orders if you haven’t yet learned to live without wars […]

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As my love rises in the morning with the sun and beauty of the world, there is no match to all that harmony that blooms throughout my soul singing all your glory and that we have found ourselves and found each other never to be separated ever again as our souls were always grown together into something of an everlasting […]

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That’s us, the sufferers who never can give up but go on fighting, torturing themselves for nothing but thin air despised as asinine ideals, while we know better, fighting to the bitter end for our faith in truth and justice, untouchable crusaders for the values of eternity, unvanquishable truth and beauty manifested in continuous creativity that no one ever can […]

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each night to The Limes in Dulwich before acquiring a Deeper Sleep   In my pre-sleep visits to infancy, lying in the blindness of night, I’m in ancient memories, complex enough, loved enough, to weaken the waving demons           of a day-fresh mind. Playing out dramas, passions, elementary moments, joyfully reliving war’s nascent aftermath. Lost again, in […]

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Carrying you within my heart is the lightest of my burdens since your light weighs nothing and your soul is without gravitation flying without wings and carrying me around as easily as if we both were only dreams; but dreams are dreamt to once come true, and we are true indeed and can’t be made more real and still are […]

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As I dream of you in faithful homage, it is difficult to keep away from worship of the saintly ideal that you represent, while at the same time nothing could be so much down to earth as your impressing common sense and downright honesty of pure sincerity which makes all other positive characteristics negligeable and superfluous, your character and heart […]

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edited   I. In the dentist chair no new ideas were perching on my eyebrows, only things to be recalled. There’s no anesthetic for what goes on in a patient’s soul. A cell phone rings, its ringtone is Louis Armstrong’s “It’s a wonderful world” Which may never have been a favorite tune, but a reminder, perhaps for all, a declaration […]

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On the face of cosmetic growth, cosmic energy is ignored, whatever you do, say, we won’t listen  to your hearsay, your jaw would drop in awe when we’d respond to all your flaws, wait for the final blow to end all your hee-haw, await our last straw. Your overturning the law would  backfire,  wait and watch, we’ll overthrow you from power,  you ruined democracy […]

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i. T. is having a dream on a rainy, cold night, he’s a teacher of martial arts in an unfamiliar village. I’m up writing and  surfing the web. I hear him in agony  calling my name, the loudest whisper I’ve heard. I don’t react at all. Back to sleep — back to writing. ii. I appeared, peaceful and laconic,  in […]

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