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Strangling breath

Posted on August 18, 2019 by

In the heat Two smells emerge Over powering the senses In the heat The sun boils the skin And leaves target marks for wasps In the heat The sweat fills the locker rooms The perfumes kill the ozone zone And … Continue reading →

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Hush baby hush

Posted on August 17, 2019 by

Summer time and cotton high and the Song goes for the baby in cradle Hush baby hush No! No sneezing now No coughing either Hush baby hush Your dada’s sleeping an’ Your mama’s missing Shopping Meeting a lover Meeting a … Continue reading →

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Omelet breakfast

Posted on July 27, 2019 by

Trickles of heatwave sweat Drops flow in engraved tunnels on the Face side limping Fever they say Got hold of my soul Made me a wild beast Hundreds of voices in my head Images flicker behind my retina Colouring my … Continue reading →

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Icon

Posted on April 7, 2019 by

A drawing on the wall A coloured floor An icon to believers A writing to historians A vandal’s nonsense A nuance of rebellion A stone holding all the memories Of grieving heart From the distant past brings Into present The … Continue reading →

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Stop

Posted on April 4, 2019 by

Stop sending Endless emails about Nothing stop I had enough noise Today head, my Head is screaming Electronic Noise is buzzing Life into Void, digital existence is Called, now I Understand Buddha’s teaching Delusion and Emptiness, are the existence in … Continue reading →

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Chess Board Cafe

Posted on April 3, 2019 by

On his chest he draws The years passed In form, uniform, hours counted He enters the chess board cafe His regular table and buddies Are waiting for his arrival In the air there is laughter And the smell of a … Continue reading →

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Smelly roses

Posted on March 26, 2019 by

A group of youngsters A path lined with prickly flowers A smell, a colourful pond A crying child cowering lost A coin, sweaty corner in smelly paint March 26, 2019

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