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Anam Cara

Morning offerings
knock, Anam Cara
New Beginnings

Posted by Tarek

Mourning coffee

All the worlds sorrow
Today is kept
For one family
To bear…not to share
In the shaded bitterness
Of my suger-free
mourning Coffee
I numbly sip, sniff and stir

The Jungle ..

A wood like all

and I am imprisoned

between the long legs

and the fallen stems

which breaks under my feet

My lustrous Moon

She carries My smile

She carries My heart

Hotel room ..

In a leather bound elegance
proudly they declare
“We will make you feel at home” …

And I say …
It ain’t the tiniest bit like home..

Not with these incredible pillows
Or these milky creamy soaps
Frantically leathery slippery
Like all dashing hopes ..

And the diminutively bottled
fragrant shampoos, creams, gels …
Blah.. blah.. blah…..
With the narrow necks..

Taking a leap of faith

“Take no risk son”
Mother said
“I fear for you
from a deceitful fate”

The heat under my feet
The heaviness of the stillness
Itching on my sole
.. go..don’t wait ..

The brightest star ( my daughter)

I am sore from stretching
to be as tall
Tired of listening to your music
and dreaming ….
I should too

The ants and my half cahew ..

Ants I know are tiny and creepy
Yesterday,they invaded my life
Crawling next, over and under me
And this is a true horror story
I woke up on what felt
Iike noise .. but it was not..
I couldnt see until next to it I knelt
And here it was my poor half nut …

Cinderella Man

Two more teeth,
in my shaken hand
smeared with his blood and my tears
with a weary mind , I guess
how many he still wears ?

Slam Shut the End ..

Its not about the noise that follows

from me or the door

When you slam shut the end

on my fingers …

Its all about fending the cocoon

Something in flying alone …..

There is something in flying alone…
Not a driver .. nor a  road…

just… the “go”….

It’s not that I do it often…
It’s not that I love it..

To be ..I mean ..on my own…
But there is magic in piano tunes..
There is  zest in flying alone…
To my comfort zone…

Standing Ovation to you …

Standing ovation

to you

and you ..

and you ….

and you …..

In bed with me …

Surrendering my body and day
to the longing of an imperceivable lover
Passionately devouring me
When I am hopelessly feeling low ..

Wreckage afloat ..

Battling

an inevitable fall

With a tenuous grip

Hanging to a

vanishing hope

The day before a birthday ..

Of all the raindrops
All the day lights
All the birthday gifts
and all the colorful boxes

Of All the smiles and
the love poems
Of all the hearty songs
and all the funny quotes