new lush life

the winter tree freed

the old summer, divorcing

spouse, to take new spring

 

26.02.2012

the divorced tree

the winter tree divorced

of leaves, naked, yet standing

tall; him i imitate

 
26.02.2012

the naked tree

naked winter tree

divorced now by spouse, the leaves

i stand straight in cold

 
26.02.2012

winter trees

naked winter trees

with nerve to withstand that cold

i whine not my pain

 
26.02.2012

transparent

naked winter trees

i witnessed, witnessing me

i remain transparent

 

26.02.2012

bold cup

that cheap cup crafted

in China, cracked currently

crowding celestial Chai

26.02.2012

yet another cup

inexpensive cup

crafted in China, but cracked

yet crowded with Charm

 

26.02.2012

another cup

inexpensive cup

crafted in China, cracked now

but teeming with Grace

26.02.2012

the other cup

inexpensive cup

crafted in China, cracked

now but filled with Grace

 

26.02.2012

cup

inexpensive cup

crafted in China, i am

soon to be cast-off

26.02.2012

croaking this night

i am locked behind the locked door
with ground outside frozen with snow
and trees around the house are nude
to hide nakedness of that brighter bird

my prying eyes, however, pry on fate

feeling with inside of my palm her form
placing on chest my ear to feel her heart
the pulse that direct my soul in the route

my baggage is heavy and burdensome

with my mind racing to many victories
with no single victory stand to alight
and i, a frog, croak to death this night

20.02.2012

change

with garments of silky humility
you entered my orchard
tasting and eating from trees
i planted and watered

with my own sweat and blood
but soon you cut open fences
of all four sides of my grove
like that military enemy

implementing Tamil genocide

unclothed now you also invited
strange men to my teak bed
making it comical for them

driving me into neighbourhood

new and derelict to be serviced
by the Edmonton food bank
and other drop in centres

11.02.2012

hope in change

change is at my door step
i must welcome her
old lady who occupied my main floor
is leaving my home

i must let her go

with her there in my upstairs
was much whining
and i had no time

to relax, or

take care of my sugar level
and my old dreams were
frequently nightmarish
 
while my sleep was shallow
and my stomach half empty
making me a dog
walking with no purpose

change is likely to clean up

mess the old woman left behind
scrubbing floor and countertops
before thinking of a new menu
 
and a new venue
for dancing and singing
driving further away my baggage
burden of bygone days and nights

06.02.2012

new and evolving memory

those silky colourful curtains on my windows
frail memories to my past days and nights
you tore it into pieces like the crocodile
tearing the flesh and drowning her prey

that zebra, innocent animal who came

to quench his thirst in the African water-hole

this act of scattering a precious person

Justin, my grandson judges as brutal

and wicked considering a monster

like you not part of his new and evolving
memory rooted well in the cuddling
of the grandfather, making him cackle

12.02.2012