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Friday 5 December 2014

Time table

So many drums to beat
so much funs to catch
so little time to bleat
so many bolts to latch

loads of ideas flurry in my brain

so little time to feast on its rain

Tell me more

Listen to our pleas
said anguished hearts

tell us
of the time of the ages
when men were children to their sons
and everyone was mad with the Sun
when the earth was full of mischief
and everybody claimed to be chief

tell us
of the happenings of old!
our tender heart seeks knowledge

The Conscience Prayer

Free your thoughts,
Your innovations become unstoppable
Trade your heart,
Money becomes your chi
Let me not to a depraved mind acquiesce
The depth of its pit I desire to know not!

IMPERFECTION

He aimed at the stars like Ares
bent on shielding off the sun
unfocused, he missed the skies
his arrows went unattended
like the willful son of a bastard father
fettered in penury by a whore

she comes from the depth of loneliness
where she is hurt by the tongue of her fair one
crying to the heavens in blankness
no one was there to oil her glory

TO THE CHILD BRIDE

YOU WILL NOT SEE ME COME!
MY SCENTS YOU WILL NOT SNIFF!
THE THOUGHTS OF MY MIND YOU WILL NOT READ!
NEVER WILL YOU CATCH THE WAVE OF MY DRIFT!

Through hazy days in your scary maze
I have suffered you in your crazy craze
I died in the flurry of your maids
Servants tied me to drown with no trace
I need not describe to you my face
You were there, cunningly amazed

Dozen Haikus to Nature

I
fleet a way the heat
soak, pant the roof so loud ly
mix with dry tears

II
sashay the thin trees
ruffle from root to green hair
chase, whirl in splen dor

III
sizzling the raw meat
glow bright to the sense to smell
jumping from roof to wall