Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Just another poem (for Mr Leonard Cohen)

between
the lines of
a poem
a little truth
is squeezed

a word
or two
that may or
may not
unshackle
the stars
&
create a minor
disturbance
in the heavens

between
the lines of
a poem
you may find
a hungry
child

a woman
broken by love

a man
broken by hate

between
the lines of
a poem
you’ll find
wars
racism
&
fear

between
the lines of
a poem
you’ll find
forgiveness
&
resurrection

Notes from a nihilist #7

puddles of hope
in the pouring rain

raining with the poor

pouring the poor
into puddles of hope

forever swimming
in a circular
direction
of eternal
recurrence

forever
forever
forever the same

yesterday
today
tomorrow

always

the same




Ring a ring a rosy (For Rain)

tight
in her tiny hand
she holds
a smile
&
a little laughter

…after
the explosion
her fragile fingers
unfold
one
by one
into the chaos