Sunday, January 27, 2013
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Cowrie shells
Once we were both wanderers every day.
We looked at each other and the world;
Picked up cowrie shells from the sands
As we roamed the seashores together.
The shells were of many shapes and sizes,
Smooth like porcelain and treasures;
Much like our words and thoughts then
That exuded much love and many dreams.
We spoke of cowrie shells and the seas,
The words began late but never ended,
Who you were I could never know well,
Condemned to be a wanderer after all.
You remain an enigma now; a stranger with
Whom I spoke of dreams and cowrie shells.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Shadows
Your words dance across the pages,
They swirl and twirl and laugh.
Mine are like bits of coal before them,
I hide them away in embarrasment.
When I miss you, I seek their laughter,
Your lightness and your fooling around.
Then I remember that though like coal,
You hold them close to your face.
How else can I put a finger on my joy,
That comes to me during saddest hours.
How else can give a reason for your
face,
Dark and long for so many dreadful
days,
The dark shadows are still on your
face,
Though it's been a long long long time.
Thursday, February 02, 2012
One last word
In the bright season of May
years ago our paths diverged;
not that I didn't love you,
yes, I did but there wasn't time.
Time, for us to start afresh
with stubbles of old loves,
for you, with your silences
and me with my clowning...
after the tears wore away
and my heart forgot its pain,
nothing remains of the old,
except a few flashes in words.
But now the world forgets not,
even after years of tears
it brings your name to me
in whispers and laughter.
True love it may have been
No longer live but in words.
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
Monday, January 02, 2012
Boanarges
The years have flown so fast,
she says, in her soliloquy voice,
a sign for me to sit up and wait
for the final dart.
When it comes I'm already
to swallow it down easily
with a lot of lousy phlegm
and heavens, plenty of patience.
Yes, she loved listening to herself.
You need to do what she did.
You need to do things exactly
How she used to do it all along
Hate and love, love and hate,
She advises all her adversaries.
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