The Suit
The Suit
After the surgery my son come visiting
he had brought a dark suit along, hung
it in my wardrobe, said he had brought
it along in case we went to a party.
A fortnight later he flew back home but
left the suit behind so he didn’t have
to bring one next time he came visiting.
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From The Horse's Mouth
From the Horse’s Mouth
Caught in a blizzard on the prairie; bitterly cold.
With heavy heart I killed my horse split open its
belly, crept inside. Fell asleep when I awoke my
horse was nowhere to be seen I walked home,
it was surprisingly easy. At the ranch they gave
me water and hay.
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A Perfect Painting
Perfect painting
An azure, sinless sky
a whisper of white clouds
and a yellow sun.
The canvas was big
but the painter got bored
walked home.
It rained in the night
canvas, dark and ominous
the artist was contented.
Painting, just the way
it was intended,
but he didn´t bother to sign it.
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The Blue Boat
The Blue Boat
When winter rain falls
The lake in the vale fills up
Clear as a child’s tear
Where a blue rowing boat floats
Whishing it were a schooner
When the wind blows
You can if you try see masts
And its boastful sails
As it crosses vast expanses
Of dreams and secret longings
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The Way Of Tyrants
The Way of Tyrants (Tanka)
Red nosed circus clowns
Behind mad grins… hate the laugher
As with dictators
In absurd fantasy uniforms
We hoot only when they fall.
Tyrant in his cave
Resentfully reflects on life
Western big shots came
Ate roasted lambs in his tent
How could he be so gullible?
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Dawn
Dawn.
On a night beach in Costa Rica,
behind me the light of Puerto Lemon.
A white strip of sand held an ocean,
a black towering mountain,
from drowning the land.
I was what I saw, timeless.
And the world whispered in my ears.
The sky paled, a cooling sea breeze caressed me
and it was dawn.
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April Day
An April Day.
I remember a spring breeze
Followed a track,
Only visible from space.
Found a tiny horse shoe
Hung it on my wall.
The breeze caressed
My tired face and thought
This moment I must cherish.
Greening trees and flowers
Undiscovered.
How lucky to have seen this.
My solitude was not in vain.
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The Experience
The Experience
Twenty years ago
What I thought of as correct
I now see as wrong
I could have been right back then
If my views are now habitual
Due to lack of perceptions
But twenty years ago
I lacked lives true experience
Habituated by norm
Following the mainstream
I may see thing clearer now
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A Celebrated Accident
Celebrated Accident
Beautiful rainbow over the valley
I saw a man climb up its bow only
to disappear in a symphony of
colours. When the rainbow paled
the man fell to earth. He is now a
famous pianist and plays popular
music for an adoring audience,
wears a multi coloured tie and sits
in a wheelchair
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Epigram
One man´s dream is man´s ennui
we feign interest like an insincere
elephant who self-deprecates its
total apathy to human banalities.
Epigram
It is not possible to be a poet without
taking a stance against the inequity of
what is happening, but those who will
not hear call it political propaganda.
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