Salivating for paradise: A poem 

Summer is gone. Even its shadows don’t remain  Its heated squares have dissipated in the gardens,  where the daffodils will sprout in the cold  I feel a deep glow, as round as the moon  in the cocoon I have salivated for myself  I will have nothing else, no matrimony with cant.  This waiting within walls,Continue reading “Salivating for paradise: A poem “

The philosophy of ants: A poem 

If we had the philosophy of ants,  would we have too much on our hands?  Would we walk foot-naked on instincts’ sands  and hear their compelling orchestra’s strands?  If we were duty-bound like ants,  would we ceaselessly till our lands?  Would we ever wonder how flowers stand  and admire the rich rainbow’s bands?  Ants haveContinue reading “The philosophy of ants: A poem “

It’s close to midnight: A poem 

I hear the mountains crumbling like a destitute in a storm  The night looms like an upturned ocean of citadels lost to con  Cold winds of tyranny slice humanity’s gorges before good is born  Those that live in wealth’s lodges aren’t aware their luxury is porn   There is no silent revolution, no army to fight forContinue reading “It’s close to midnight: A poem “

Fragile wonder: A poem 

The wind sweeps the agile shoreline streets  The tide reverberates, then hastily retreats  A seagull dives, then quickly self-assuredly climbs  A broken shell’s beauty is on my shapeless mind  A motionless boat’s sail pricks the placid horizon  All speed is relative to distance and to the sun  I watch the clouds hang low in theContinue reading “Fragile wonder: A poem “

Waltzing till midnight: A poem 

Clocks wind like a spell  And aging minds can’t tell  how time steals from you  youth’s tender dew  Autumn falls bold as a stone  for butterflies to etiolate, time-worn  Health weeps like a widowed crone  She goes fleshless to the bone  You realise the last crest  was the wave’s unrepeatable best  It then takes slow ebbs Continue reading “Waltzing till midnight: A poem “