And we're doing all this without Wendy,
I thought,
That's a good line to take it to the bridge
But we're not near the bridge,
I corrected
And realised that we in fact, are,
Near the bridge,
The motorway bridge
Cos we're going to the foresters
And you were here
Many years ago my love
One of the kids' school friends and
Sadly you are not here now
What a pity,
What a terrible pity as
The juke kicks in
A long long time ago...
A long long time ago you were here
And we, too
And of course now
You are not
What a pity
What a terrible pity...
A long, long time ago
You lived.
September was a long time coming
Summer seemed to last eleven months this year
Kansas had never had such a hot August
I was hopeful we would get down to comfortable temperatures
The next four days predictions are 95, 94, 96, and 93
Not what we are used to in Kansas
Our pools close the weekend of Labor Day
Melting and being miserable are our two options
Unless you are retired and can stay inside your home
Which is what I have opted to do
My girlfriends are begging me to meet for lunch
My car has leather seats
They get burning hot while I am in restaurants
I am putting my faith in October, hoping to see seventy degrees.
waking up alone
under a liberating morning sun
feeling utterly careless and carefree
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We've taken abuse too long.
You've heard of revenge of the nerds.
This will be much worse.
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Won't you wake up, you sleep since a long time
Migrated caravan we stayed on the edge of montane
Don't you have faith in, look calls bellman
Migrated caravan we stayed on the edge of montane
Pilgrimage responsible migrated long time ago
Muhammad is religion and faith to all
Ways are rough, without evidence can not be gone
Migrated caravan we stayed on the edge of montane
As a nightingale whistle in the garden of friends
Put your load with good deeds
To master's caravan become suffice
Migrated caravan we stayed on the edge of montane
Jonah why did you come to this world?
Night and day let your tongue praise God
If your way to prophets doesn't coincide
Migrated caravan we stayed on the edge of montane
Written by Dervish Jonah (Yunus Emre)
Translation Onur Ünlü
ashes drift through streets
foundations crack into dust
false tongues guide the crowd
we watch as the pillars fall
we're silent heirs to ruin
shouts of protest fade
pleas for change lost in the void
swallowed by neglect
travesties parade as law
complacency rains on guilt
even those prepared
trained to weather storms and fire
find their tools undone
in a tide that won't recede
against headlong climate change
cry for children's sake
their innocence locked in halls
their hope dims and fades
as our shadows fall on them
darkening their fragile plight
worsening within
erosion of soul and will
the mirror grows dim
our humanity watches
complacent letting self fade
where have voices gone
we long for them in passing
we ask but can't sing
we pick flowers to fill graves
we never learn time's passing
where have our blooms gone
onto graves we keep digging—
questions circle back
who is there to sow not weep
who will plant flowers in spring
Sunbreaks pierce the clouds of gray,
Genuine happiness finds its way,
After shadows stretched like endless night,
Light spills in, and my heart takes flight.
For so long, joy was a distant hum,
Lost in sorrow's weight, in darkness numb,
But now a warmth begins to seep,
Through cracks in walls where pain did creep.
Smiles feel foreign, yet welcoming like they belong,
Like muscles stretching, or remembering the words to your favorite song,
In this reprieve from shadows' hold,
I breathe in hope, and let my soul unfold.
For the first time in cycles of pain,
Genuine joy arrives like spring's sweet rain,
bringing life to what once was dead.
Like shedding old brittle skin, the light brings warmth to a cold heart thawing the ice that was once within,
In this quiet space where light does play,
I find myself laughing and for a brief moment forgetting my dismay,
Happiness genuine, like a friend who's come out to play ,
that light that chases that darkness inside of me away.
And although the darkness will most likely return , let's worry about that a different day.
Should you ever feel you miss me I'm just a text away
And you don't have to wait until a cold and rainy day
There may be times of longing, I know the feeling well
And if those times of longing come just know that
I can tell
The reason why I'd know so is because I'm longing too
For I could live a thousand years and I'd still long for you
It’s been a while since
we met so don’t wince
if I hold you close,
in love’s overdose.
Freeze the flow of time,
that one with love’s chime,
as our hearts entwine,
we both feel divine.
Caught in a spotlight from a star
Long time ago extinguished
Isn’t it good to see so far
A mirrored image finished
This view relates to time I guess
If one looks from the star side
A planet Earth must be a mess
That long ago has died
Time works like turning of the key
It opens lots of spaces
I borrowed little time for me
To let me see through faces
One day a Faustian bargain
We’re forced to make, before we go
Each ounce of dust looks quite the same
Is this important thing to know?
I felt strange staring at this family cemetery
was I supposed to be here?
I tried to call my sister back, but she is eight.
She was skipping and singing.
What do you think? She asked, proudly.
We had gone further than ever before.
I was not sure we were still on grandpa’s farm.
“Come see!” she insisted.
It was an old headstone
The lettering was almost washed away by time
I could barely see the year,
I gasped when I saw the name
This had been the name of my invisible friend.
She had played with me for years
before my mother told me she was make-believe
Now I knew that she was not.
I stared at the faded lettering
Was she an ancestor? Who would know?
I heard her voice whisper in my ear.
“It has been a long time!”
I ran screaming from the place
You’re my only thought,
As I wake up or fall asleep
I think of your hair, you hands , your eyes and how they are so deep
The first time I saw you
Love did beseech
If you were the prettiest flower, or the best quote I could ever speak
So let me love you
Like a Shakespearean Sonnet
Let Cupid take notes
As I will love you
I’d choke Aphrodite’s throat
Let me hold your hand
Let’s make the Gods jealous
Let Endymion and The Moon curse because they aren’t us
Let’s run away to a distant land
Where Apollo and Icarus hold hands
Let’s devour each other as Clytie sings her songs
If I can’t be yours
I shall stay forever forlorn
You are a long time ago
Something so distant
A stranger
What it would be like to see you now
It used to light up my face
Before it started to make my eyes watery
It's ironic
We met to fall apart
And that was Gods saving grace
I would never have been free from you otherwise
It wasn't bad at all
Now I miss you vaguely
The never ending talks
The filling company
The daring presence
Being part of your world
But there is nothing there anymore
And strangely there is no emptiness
But the world feels like an enormous vacuum
And I am so tired of breathing
I can not believe
that you thought you'd break me
Dear me what a fool
you lost the best you'll ever have you see
You'll realise this one day
when your sat all alone
Looking through our old texts
and our pictures on your phone
I wish I noticed sooner
what a narcissist you are
Before I let you leave
this precious heart of mine with a scar
I'm over you now
not one bit sorry your gone
Living my best life
restoring my confidence and moving on
When yins ye lou are taken awa ,
forever gang intae eternity,
ne,er will ye see them agin,
as eternity is far frae hame.
aye maybes yell see them float by,
in a clear day o sky,
ye can talk tae them when ist yer wont,
but ne,er will ye gain a reply or song,
the kirk it says yell get tae heaven,
where ere yon maybe hidden in cloods,
beyond yer sicht an hid frae hubble ,
an its freends o similar clout.
Oh me freends Eternity is an awfy lang time,
weel beyond oor een an sicht o mine,
aye this life is unfair tae cause sic pain an despair,
tae brek oor herts in a thoosand dauds,
must be workings o hertless gauds.
sae gaither in yer airms yer kith an kin,
tae ignore them aa wid be a sin.
Lou them dearly beyond compare,
dinae mak their hert sair.
Tae hae them leave withoot yer blessing,
wid be tae lose them fur ever mair.
Mak yer peace wi them at war,
offer understauning nae matter
how faur ye hae to travel.
APM 25/01/2024
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