Cheap Perfume

Cheap Perfume offered,

By a lover,
On Valentine’s, means

Everything in the world,

Good to go,
Good batteries,



And what is in the way,
Is the way,

Cheerlead, and

Death is a part of it,

Freedom is free,
And they have not looked through the Telescope.

♦Photo – Personal♦

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Published in: on December 11, 2017 at 17:09  Leave a Comment  
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Envy in a bright blue dress,
Sways down the street, turning

The doll the child is holding,
Into trash.

The green plaid skirt –

Is useless in the wake of this drunk apparition,
And you deserve more,


Stress, the suave gentleman in the red suit and orange,
Glinting cuff-links,

Plots his move.

Anger gathers dust around the
Isolated little girl, gathers

Whisper and,

Sets them chattering; I
Deserve better, I

Don’t see why I,
Cannot have that doll,

That she has, it’s,

Not fair to,
Make me wait,

In plain sight, of
It with the straight,

That’s over there,

With her,

I will find my flip flops and search you out,
And give you a large, brown flower!

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Published in: on August 14, 2017 at 10:28  Leave a Comment  
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The greatest of teachers

The greatest of teachers won’t hesitate,
And fear is not the end of this.

Only love can save us now, 

Fom barren landscape,
The Greatest of teachers, 

Being more than words,
Know already that wisdom is feminine,

Did not birth, nor was she birthed, 

Is freedom robes,
Robes for the homeless,

Obadiah, Habakkuk, Nahum and Zephaniah, Lamentations and
The Song of Songs,

Alone in church,



♦Picture – Fuji X passion♦

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Published in: on July 4, 2017 at 06:21  Comments (1)  
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Standing Behind People

short poetry words move god philosophy ancestor



You are the,

Sweet wine, the
Product of every,

Human Being,
Before you, and

That is all;

Behind every,
Great human, is


Behind every great,
Man, a woman

A woman, a man
A man, a man and

A woman, a woman, you
Are the original ancestor,


♦Picture – 500Px

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another chance at happiness


give me
and I’ll plant it by the roadside.

give me water and
I will tend it,
grow it

give me
and I will turn it,
and live it with goodheart,

and love it in

like softlight
on bone.

-♦Photo – Gottfried Helnwein♦-

-short, evocative poetry-

Published in: on May 30, 2017 at 09:38  Leave a Comment  
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short poetry, words move, human promises


Yellow and gold and,

Never make a promise.
You cannot keep them.

Never say I’ll keep a secret, you

You’re human.

Have loving thoughts for yourself,
And for others,

Practice loving deeds for yourself,
And for others,

Lilac spider,
Purple sunrise,

Effervescent stone,

Love wherever,

You can.

-♦Photo – John Foot-♦

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Published in: on May 29, 2017 at 10:47  Leave a Comment  
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Did you hear me?
Within the bounds of righteousness, you

May do as you please, I miss you.

Finish and come back to me,
I am always here.

Have fun.
Be happy.

Photo – MoisesGomes – African Women

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Published in: on May 26, 2017 at 04:15  Leave a Comment  
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A long journey home

Persian Blog


I am not poor.

I am not weighed down.
I am not ugly, fat, inadequate.

Not good enough, not pure enough, not strong enough.

I am rich.
I am free.

I am free.

Photo – Persian Blog, Omid

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Published in: on May 25, 2017 at 01:44  Leave a Comment  
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China is not a free market economy or, On Welding

I would have to have 800 haircuts,

Buy the ‘Professionals haircutter’ electric clippers deal I saw in the shop window whilst having a pee, and 

Trying to hit the resting mosquito on the wall,

With my urine,
-stream of thought- 

I noticed the incessant sound of a welding machine, Workshop beside the loo against the restaurant and,
Just thought:
God is the World welder,

And In God We Trust.
Change the rubicon

Photo – Jua Kali

Published in: on September 28, 2016 at 12:57  Leave a Comment  
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Nothing Breaks Forever

Nothing breaks forever my friend.

You may trip when you find yourself up against
The success of a friend,
You may find yourself betrayed by your dreams,
None of them coming now,
It may seem as though the flat open land before you is being squashed
By the grey clouds floating overhead,
And that the silver light that suffuses the sand is laughing
At you,

You see that frog there?
By the small cactus,
Whose shadow is stretching far beyond it,
He lost his parents in the flood when he was born, and bellows loudly,
As now,
At dusk,

You see that snake beside him?

He is tasting the air for fear, see
The flash of lightening is followed by the lashing of his tongue, see
The metallic taste pleases him,

You see yourself beside them?

You were not born on this sterile landscape,
To weep and look forlorn,

Can you feel my arm around you?
I am holding you in my palm and trying not to frighten you,

I will not leave this place without you, because I like your
And your feet

And I cannot cast you down the ravine
Just to drink of your wounds,

I have seen the gash,
And watched you rub ash into it,

And heard you cry out

I am aware that you miss your friends,
And the places you visited in the past,

You will not suffer much longer,
I promise,

I promise that all the angry clouds will melt away
Like ripples in a pool,

I promise you that the snake and the frog
Will not dance this dance of death much longer,
I cannot bear sharp fangs
For the sake,
Of a bit of fruit.

I will not let my creation wither in fear of failure, or the appearance of black space.

What is broken,
I promise I will fix,
And then allow from now on, your wish…
Carry with you,
Your memory.

I am the wind, warm against your skin,
I am the snow
Into which you put your feet,
I am the faint orange light out where
Sky and Earth meet.

I am the alien that put you here.
I am sorry.
And I love you
And I will not accept defeat.

-short evocative poetry-

Published in: on September 10, 2015 at 11:25  Leave a Comment  
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I will come


“…and, I will come amongst you,
Cloaked in the rags of the sinner;

Thus shall ye all be judged.”

Painting: Vincent-Patricia Watwood

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Published in: on July 26, 2015 at 12:55  Leave a Comment  
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You have to wake up

Democratic or not
Atheist or deciding

Male or female
You have to wake up.

You must.
By force.

No, this is not a question of belief
No, not one of freedom

You are free.
You have to wake up until

You die.

-evocative short poetry-

Picture: Mondolithic Studios

Published in: on July 22, 2015 at 11:08  Leave a Comment  
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