IF ONLY

If I were a painter
    I would create a masterpiece
    with bold strokes and vibrant colours
If I were a dancer
    I would dance a fiery tango or
    do grand jetes across a public plaza
If I were a musician
     I would play a triumphant fanfare
     or sing a rousing hymn of praise
If I were a composer
     I would craft a symphony with
     rising crescendo of drums and cymbals
If I could write a poem to capture this moment
     I would use words of joy and lyrical phrases
     so pure they'd conjure tears and laughter.
If only,
     if only I knew how.
     if only this moment was now.

 

 

 

COUNTING BLESSINGS - A Walk in the Woods

 

Snow-sculpted cedars
The forest decorated
like icing on a festive cake.
Walking in a winter wonderland

THE END?

Seething at the core,
brewing under pressure
Suppressed.
Fierce energy building
like a volcano ready to blow
the world awaits extinction.

   Climate change?
   Political upheaval?
   COVID uncertainty?
   Take your pick.
   If I knew the answer,
   It wouldn’t be
 

 

 

THE END

 

Every Block Tells a Story

 

Every block tells a story
of passing glory, of new beliefs;
a changing of the guard.
One pharaoh dies, another rises.
 
Fallen columns, buried statues
names replaced, faces changed,
plundered tombs, secret caches;
mark the passage of the times.
 
Carvings in the stone,
writing on the walls,
clues of life and afterlife
buried by desert sand.
 
Every block has a story,
Every column has a tale.
A legacy once written, 
forgotten but not erased.

ON REMEMBRANCE DAY

Dedicated
to all those families mourning their loved ones, who for whatever reason, departed unexpectedly.

ANTICIPATION - Waiting for US election results

 

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