New York City
a whiff of caffeine and cologne on your left collar, two cups of decaf
and half a hug along the plane of our shoulders
and we took off
with stolen glances at my pendant as red and radiant as the waking sun
and the mole on the bottom right corner of my cheek, scaled to the size of a period that never surfaced in our conversations
our wings welcomed the wind li...
Wednesday 25th December 2019 4:00 am
pink strawberry milk
he says he can feel his heart getting covered with pink strawberry milk
he’s never had strawberry milk before
but he knows i like sucking on the fruit like a child does,
he says he’s falling
and cannot tell if this falling feels like that from a cliff into the oceans
or down a hole in the ground spiraling into nowhere and
he hurts when t...
Tuesday 24th December 2019 7:33 am
Staring too long into the looking glass,
trying to predict the future and
make sense of the past.
Time goes by lightning fast.
Poetry sets the cast.
Call it dreaming...
cartwheels on high wires,
living, laughing, loving
singing, no regrets.
Drink every drop of life,
before God rays
absorb the wake
and your soul sails
Saturday 21st December 2019 1:23 am
READ THIS IF YOU ARE DRAWN TO THIS
I wrote this poem especially for you
If you are reading this now
This message for you
The Angel's they tell me you are going through changes
And although you and I are technically strangers
I know you have your struggles
And I'd like to take this moment to
melt away your troubles
I say these words from my soul
And my Tibetan singing bowl
The healing frequency sounds it makes..
Friday 20th December 2019 12:00 am
To My Dear and Loving Husband/Anne Bradstreet - 1612-1672/Translation into Amharic By Alem Hailu G/Kristos/ ለውዱና ተናፋቂው ባለቤቴ/በአን በራንድ ስትሪት/ ትርጉም በዓለም ኃይሉ ገ/ክርሰቶሰ/
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me ye women if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward...
Monday 16th December 2019 2:34 pm
Dancing with Poets
Thank God for kindred spirits
who get it,
this lyrical love affair
that consumes our days
and lights up starless nights,
that eases the strife
of a messed up life,
that creates a paradise,
where passion pervades,
and love never fades.
# # #
Tuesday 10th December 2019 9:00 pm
Here comes arrogance again,
slipping into our conversation
like bacteria on a sneeze,
threatening to strangle
my humble light of being.
The challenge is to continue talking,
without letting it infect me.
My soul gives yours a wink,
understanding that compassion
is the antibody.
# # #
Sunday 8th December 2019 11:08 pm
Walking With My Son
I walk with my little son
He would follow me to the edges of the galaxy
Just to tell me his story of his love for reality.
He waits for my return
Then tells me he misses me
With a smile, a cuddle and kiss that reminds me he’s here in this world.
He gives me tasks to do
While playing in the evening
Then I read him a story
Way past bedtime.
We walk in the morning
While he points out...
Monday 2nd December 2019 11:29 am
I last wrote about our five quite some time back,
a time when, for each of them, you and I (and mostly you)
still weighed in and sparred, day on day, in any cause,
on standby should they slip or fall – though close at hand is, perhaps,
the better way to say it, the gentle way to convey a sense of
our being technically unseen, absent, yet able to be found
by one or two, no more th...
Sunday 1st December 2019 1:26 pm
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