Gruff Old Man

The gruff old man
said :

When they flattened
that house
into a parking lot ,
all the memories of
your family
And our friendship
there,
came to me again.
The fact that place
of shelter
was no longer
there
and the comfort
of its’ sight
forever gone,
even though it was
years ago you left,
He left,
So many years ago,
It simply
brought me
to a deep despair.

There will come
a day
when time
declares
that all cares,
concerns,
and passions
dear to heart
Or not
Will abruptly stop
and it
would
be final,
the snapping
of that
string if not for the ring of love.

Politics

A Greek politician
or
A diplomat
Once said:
If you are
Young and
not a Marxist,
You have no heart.
If you are old and
not a capitalist,
You have no brain.
Why not have both
A capitalist head
A heart that’s red
And therefore Marxist.
What’s more

it has nothing

To do with politics
At all.
Head over heart,
Or heart over head
It’s a matter
of the
moment
or position,
that’s
All.

Finally
The gnashing
of teeth
Approaches an end.
The birds have ears.
Sky welcomed
Wings
Take flight,
And the air is open
To new directions.
The handkerchief
Has dropped.
Freight trains are
Derailed.
The bull is gone.
There is a
Smouldering
Smoke as if
the fire is beginning
Once again but

It is ending.

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To real independence ?

Pity the atheist.
The birds have ears.
They eat out of
Garbage cans.

Girl with the
Soft Brown Eyes

Thin Girl
with soft brown
eyes
your
smile
and eyes
are telling me
a tender story,
in amongst
the pewter
plates that
you so
earnestly sell.
Ebony hair
elegantly pulled
back and pinned
just so,
you remind me
of another girl
barefoot,
tending flock
in parched brush
of eastern hills
and
of all those
girls so many
centuries ago
with eyes
and smile
as pure
as yours.