a cairo Street
A Cairo Street
The crack of a rifle shot a man fell to ground,
instantly dead, whatever he was thinking of was
totally eradicated. His friends tried to drag him
away, but a dead body is as inflexible as a bag of
cement. They left him there, on the filthy street,
his open eyes mirrored the terrorized sky.
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Saddam Hussein
The Dictator
Saddam Hussein
Was not sent to Haag
I wonder why?
Saddam Hussein
Tolerated Christians
Now they have fled
Saddam Hussein
Set women free to study
Now they wear chador
Saddam Hussein
Was a murderous despot
We gave him the tools
Saddam Hussein
We handed him to his foes
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Story Teller
Now as spring light fades into a softly
blue evening I turn to you and ask,
If you can tell me more?
The river doesn't flow as rapid as
before and the lake is dry, no breeze
blows away dust of broken dreams
if you can tell me more tell it now
before light is an empty space and
stillness has lost its echo.
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Farewell Marilyn
Frost on the window, I scratch a face on ice,
that looks like Marilyn Monroe. And the sun
has no power but lit her face, a golden goddess
she is; we see each other for hours before
she begins to fade, streaks of sorrow, but what
can I do, it’s high tide and my ship is about
to set sail for an unknown destination
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Utility Cars
Utility Cars
Ambulance’s light flashing,
and blue is the night.
Leaves behind an odour of
suffering and exhaust.
The fire engine cut holes in
the boredom of the day.
Leaves behind a memory of
yesteryear’s dreams.
Yellow light flashed in
the jaded afternoon.
A tow truck is an uplifting sight
for a frustrated driver.
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Soft Coat
On the rapid asphalt road
bloody fur, a rabbit caught
in the glaring headlight of
a speeding car.
Poor creature don’t cross
the road at night, do not
cross it at all unless you’re
an angel and can fly.
No one loves a rabbit less
it is a child’s pet and lives in
a tiny cage. Run free rabbit,
run on the forest’s floor.
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Stillness
Stillness
This room, dirty windows and
pale squares
were pictures hung,
has no furniture,
dust on floorboards
dance to a tune unheard by man;
the beauty here is that of
eternal nothingness,
the essence of happiness is less,
yet many fill their
space with futile objects
because they can’t bear
the intrusive silence of bareness.
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Birthday Poem
Birthday Poem
Happy birthday
The festive occasion
Wishing me well
This gaping greedy hole
Too deep for an almond tree
Wonderful birthday
I’m the oldest in my family
The rest have died
Seventy two years old
Am I immortal?
Blissful birthday
Carefree October month
A drifting ice floe
Breaking up in the ocean
Who will rescue me now?
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Overwelmed
Overwhelmed
Today I saw the world’s biggest butterfly
when it flew overhead the day darkened.
the colour of it was of intense rainbow so
brilliant I helpless fell to the ground.
Slowly I woke up, trees were ashen and
the dell, so green had turned xanthous.
Too much beauty kills lesser loveliness,
It took days to find our natural stability.
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The Leaf
The Leaf.
On my walks I picked up a perfectly formed elm leaf,
the colour of dry tobacco. In Norway, during the Nazi
occupation, people had tobacco plants in back yards.
Perhaps carrots and cabbage had been healthier.
Put the leaf on top of a white wall and took a picture.
The wind came and blew it away. I brief meeting of
equals and a memory
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