Long Luxor Poems

V.1: I know I acted like an odd fool
When I told you I’m not at school
I know I acted like I was so smart, 
But that’s all bull, not my work of art

Pre-chapter: You got...

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I miss her, Mother Egypt
and those friends I left behind,
timeless history, marvels and mysteries
etched in stone by her own scribes.

Longing for the waters of the nourishing
River Nile and surrounding seas,
the laughter and smiles of everyone
who...

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Tutankhamun, a small bird of prey
This pharaoh of Ancient Egypt
 Akhenaten’ son and his sister “the Young Lady”.
 Alas! Alas! Alas! Ay that was the name of his vizier
His minister or favourite
He made him marry
As...

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I know I haven’t been there yet,
It’s the one thing that I do regret;

There’s no place I would rather go
Such history from so long ago

Someday I will make that trip,
Maybe by plane, maybe by ship;

To...

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He turned off the running water,
soaped his face not glancing at the mirror,
a long night ahead.

He had four shadows
on the four walls of this rental,
not a good sign.

When later he turned the bedside light on,
the...

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A lone Nile felucca threads a path through a sorrel haze.
Morning tea outside the Winter Palace.
A Turkish cigarette mulling my wine.
The waiter is Nubian. He whistles a Cairo melody
as he sweeps the steps. 

Luxor,
always one...

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A lone Nile felucca threads a path through a sorrel haze.
Morning tea outside the Winter Palace.
A Turkish cigarette mulling my wine.
The waiter is Nubian. He whistles a Cairo melody
as he sweeps the steps.

Luxor,
always one step...

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Luxor, oh Kharmack
Temples to Amon, Amon Ra
Pharaohs in sacred reverence
For both gods lifted
 
Along the majestic Nile
Through Upper Egypt
What an elite ... to stand quiet
There, on the Kings valley
At Tuntakamon progeny´s way
The Palace of Hatshepsut
In...

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Great is the battle, small the victory
  when all that is won is lost to mankind -
in this war of worlds its great casualty 
  is the fallen consciousness in our mind.
From spear...

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Green scene that caught and took me clean away, 
captivated on the sights as the train 
excels, on our progress in the same day,
a rare place I will never know and gain. 

The Nile amongst...

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Daffodils were bobbing,
I never thought to ask why?
January was the coldest -
dreams don't care
and the yellow trumpets
were almost speaking
and I almost listening.

However, sex got through
this bucolic view,
the daffs turned
into a belly dancer
I once admired in...

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