Best Poems Written by Hubert Kucharski

Gautama Told Me

an apparition prophetic
a blond flowery baby girl
be it a sacredly bald monk
we live flashlike lives
i keep my legs fingers arms crossed

won't tell me honestly
when to start or stop
my religion is now at its most
let's continue like autumn rustles
and die like wild quacks

stir me a little more
so that i am a hurricane
calm me to death
so that i am spoken of

dead end is meaningless
pathless grounds i traverse
go up with the angels
down with the mad

you try a mosque in the rise
when the sun begins its smile
flog cheer and crucify

the happy end is in the middle
somewhat off the way
i write to you
go to all the joints of body
be no more little

Copyright © Hubert Kucharski | Year Posted 2006