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 Luxor.
Now I am being scolded
by a demi-god with goat horns
on his curly head. It's not happy
with my expansive outlook.
I need a fifth gear in a dream car,
a vehicle roomy enough
for both a bed of daffodils
and a rather plumb Egyptian lady.
The goat guy can take a hike.
Categories:
luxor, poetry,
Form: Free verse
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 tip and arrowhead to smart bomb
or Ptolemy to Hubble looking glass,
Luxor hieroglyphs to CD Rom -
from the Bronze to Silicon Age we pass.
Primeval footprint, genetic blueprint,
sandstone castles under canyons of steel -
gone are the Caesars and Pharaohs extinct
and there’s a cautionary tale so real.
Civilisations that with hubris act
fall a ruin, a remnant, an artifact.
Written: August 2004
Categories:
luxor, culture, humanity, perspective, world,
Form: Sonnet
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 glowing silhouette of his head on the pillow
burgeoned, swelling upwards until
it pancaked on the ceiling above.
Still groggy after the hashish
still psychoactive,
he got dressed.
Out walking the dark Luxor streets
he found a coffee shop still open.
The thick sweet brew was served to him,
a lime green dwarf
sporting a banana yellow fez.
Never again he thought,
patting his pockets hoping to find
some curative cancer sticks.
Categories:
luxor, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Staring wide out from the past;
Never seen to blink.
Superior; nonchalent.
As kings and as gods.
Trace, as on a wall of air
Speech; decipherable.
As fades, fades, in front of each
Awe which silent nods.
"All of this rubbing of Time
As fierce these sands blow
Is, in defacing, blunt-clawed!
Bears Nile's hexopods".
Categories:
luxor, riddle,
Form: Rhyme
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 from the desert.
Sand creeps over boulevards in serpentine waves.
Temples and hotels caught by an embalming dust; cinders
that must be swept daily under wilting shadows.
Soon Ra will walk out of the dawn.
I will barter with his face, haggle for a seared moment
of permanence.
For now, by the river, I sip tea, watch the light kindle
a far necropolis – a valley where kings gouged blood-lines
into the tombs for the sun.
Categories:
luxor, poetry,
Form: Free verse
the nile denial
look sir have we found luxor
seti who said he
Open poetry 1 poetry contest
Sponsored by: Charlotte Puddifoot
01/22/21
Categories:
luxor, history, irony, word play,
Form: Haiku
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 from the desert.
Sand creeps over boulevards in serpentine waves.
Temples and hotels caught by an embalming dust; cinders
that must be swept daily under wilting shadows.
Soon Ra will walk out of the dawn.
I will barter with his face, haggle for a seared moment
of permanence.
For now, by the river, I sip tea, watch the light kindle
a far necropolis – a valley where kings gouged blood-lines
into the tombs for the sun.
Categories:
luxor, poetry,
Form: Free verse
drifting
drifting off
to sleep
going down
the Nile
once
when now
it seems
i was
a child and
childishly
these
dreams
were
real
never making it
to Luxor at least
by boat because
a wall of wonderment
was approaching
from the north
and as so suggested
docking and battening
down the hatches
before going below
i looked up to see
the only sandstorm
i've ever seen
but it blasted
my mind into
a glass
memory
Categories:
luxor, muse,
Form: I do not know?
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 the fields and the beauty
of the palm trees, and brown sandy places,
camels, tall pyramids so much to see
as we pass the sites and sun kissed faces.
Travel between Suez, Luxor, Aswan,
Alexandria, Port Said, and Cairo.
Breathtaking, you never have time to yawn
knowing it will be a fabulous show.
Traveling through Egypt's grace in leisure,
a lulling train rides in comfort pleasure.
9/29/2017
Categories:
luxor, travel,
Form: Sonnet
I grew up in a one roomed shack
a king size Coca-Cola space
crammed like Marlboro cigars in a pack
a place I ran to for defense
my home which some see as a plight
where my family had to find the right way
it was my bedroom at night
my mother's pantry by day
a lounge where my dad like a doc upon a cadaver dissected
The Star while his kids goggled at Luxor television
I grew up in a shack protected
by corrugated irons walls of a mansion
Categories:
luxor, memory,
Form: Narrative
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 the Valley of the Queens
Majestic Horus and by Felucca
The Mausoleum of Agha Khan
Obelisk, still unfinished
And the pristine temple Philae
From Edfu to Aswan ...
The High Dam to retain
The nonalignment of Lake Nasser waters
The graffiti art, portraying the long story
Of the lives of all the Pharaohs
And the temples of Sobek, Horus and Khnum
In Kom Ombo
Fascinate the eyes of anyone
Categories:
luxor, africa,
Form: Blank verse
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 see the Pyramids and the Sphinx,
Abu Simbel and the “missing link’s”;
To visit Luxor and Valley of the Kings,
Egypt is filled with so many things;
From Giza to Karnak and Abusir,
To Saqqara and the Oasis of Ahm Shere;
I can’t wait to see them all up close,
Of Egypt I need a healthy dose;
I’m saving up to travel there,
Readying my mind - so much to prepare;
So many places in Egypt to see,
The only thing missing there is me;
~10th Place in the "African's Attitude" Contest by Adeleke Adeite~
Categories:
luxor, history, holiday, hope, life,
Form: Couplet