NaPoWriMo – Choka – April 13, 2016

a silent minstrel
sat at dawn his fingers limp
(the blue sky streaked red)
reminding him of lost friends

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Christmas Market – Choka

Christmas Market, Arco Italy

 

inside the wooden huts
in the square warm candles glow
lighting up bright gifts –

The Warrior – Choka

The Warrior

under the moon light
in the last days of autumn
the warrior stood tall –

Choka: Lamp-post

Choka

lamp-post

one morning walking
street lamp beckoned me…look up
here I stand alone
forlorn and forgotten…useless
totally ignored
none seek illumination
each just bustles by
my mission is a failure
purposeless am I
what is a lamp that shines not
that guides none safely homeward

Choka: Syrian Perfume

Choka

Syrian Perfume

I dream of jasmine,
Fiery Syrian hillsides,
Nobel Saladin.
Ebb and flow of history,
Age-old conflicts rage,