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My poetry is but an attempt to record feelings. All poems are written in one go. I do not tend to their aesthetic appeal, as that requires extra processing which detracts from my truth in the moment.

Owls (my poem)

On this windy night
I mark my territory
Alone with the owls

Horizons (my poem)

Where is the end, friend?
No rainbow led me beyond the horizon
Horizons; horizons everlasting

Paths converge only to diverge
You experience the blessing and the curse
and accept transfiguration

Cold bones (my poem)

Leaving at dawn
you swear on your cold bones
to make it happen

Desert (my poem)

Wrong inquiry

False needs

Powerful delusion

Freedom from justification

Why me?  Why not?

Rainmaker (my poem)

Rest rainmaker
Time washes away
what water cannot

Idol (my poem)

In shattering the mirror
you reduced yourself
to what which you despised
Emancipated you are
when mirrors don't draw comparisons

Acceptance (my poem)

Walking on a path
Encountering fellow travellers
How far we go together is of no import
It suffices that we wandered
There are twists and turns
You go left, another continues straight
"Farewell, beloved"
Maybe there is a terminus
Or maybe---just maybe---there are more paths
Travellers on yet another adventure
Living the moment on an ever-lasting cycle
What is the purpose of all this?
Staring at the sunset
Amazed by the beauty of the cosmic oneness
We entertain thoughts that have no answers
Laugh, cry, curse the gods for your ignorance
You know that beauty is not rationalisable
Reduce the vastness to reason if you seek an empty shell
Why is beauty so readily recognisable yet undefinable?
It makes no sense
Travel my dear in search of nothing
Seek not the simulacrum of certainty
Dream of that one kiss that excites you
Paths converge and diverge
As memories fade and hopes arise
And remember the kind words of the sage:
"Why should it?  Why should it make sense to you?"

Peak (my poem)

On this frigid peak
I forge my new beginnings
Calm yet resolute

Cloud (my poem)

Where to little cloud?
Which mountain is calling you?
Which storm awaits?

Alien (my poem)

Alien in this shifting landscape
Lover of the sublime that wasn't

Travellers (my poem)

Begone traveller
We wandered blithely
Now I must awaken

Hopes (my poem)

Process those hopes
To extract a drop of strength
Time favours no one

Seafarer (my poem)

Avoid the sea
It takes you away
And so I did
Yet far away I am

You don’t get to choose everything.

Shadows (my poem)

Shadowy figure
The order in this darkness
A blossoming face

The elusive one
Obscure yet mysterious
A shadow in space

This light shall guide me
And I will thus approach you
As you fade away

To worry and fear
That I may forever lose
What I never had

Defy the comfort zones while you can.

Large dogs (my poem)

Beware of large dogs, for they are strong
Beware of first looks, for they are wrong

Prejudice in the form of praise continues to be prejudice.

Constraints (my poem)

mind renders bridgeable

life makes improbable

Hope for the best.

Trains (my poem)

Trains come
Trains go
Rides taken

Walk some
Walk slow
Years forsaken

Does the walker miss out? Can the walker not miss out qua walker?

Tokens (my poem)

Let me, stranger,
capture your attention

Help me, smartphone,
depict my personality

Trying to show what is not apparent…

Freedom (my poem)

Live silently
Nobody cares

Reveal yourself
None watches

Speak freely
No-one listens

The irony and futility of being ignored…

Colours (my poem)

Blue or green
memento of a Summer gone

Black or grey
reminder of sweet delusion

Hopelessness of contrasting times…

Olives (my poem)

Today's olives
taste unlike yesterday's
Years thus pass

Dear caring mind
you varied the routine
But I noticed

Stale routines are normalised…