I put her down No she’s not dead She sleeps Took a bump to the head. She dropped to the floor I caught her on time Shell shocked Couldn’t stop crying. « You’re ok, you’re ok, Everything will work out » She opens one eye Takes a cold look around. I’m scared, I’m afraid So I take … Continue reading Lady Mic
Fiction
There are no limitations to what one can imagine but to transform what has been visualized to an art or literary form is a fascinating process that few can describe.
Ode to the ‘spirit’ keeper
Tummy rumbleChatting soundsSiren whiningVery loud Empty tummyInside no hungryNo food welcomeAppetite empty. Food, food, food!Tummy declaresBut food no goodTo contain big fears. A glass of ginA slender bottleAll cells igniteSprouting wings throttle. Fear falls asleepSpirit meets the starsBody dives down deepMind is lost to Mars. Feet fly repulsedBy Earth’s vibrationHead shrieks in painSeeking salvation. Heart … Continue reading Ode to the ‘spirit’ keeper
Now
Now is still, quiet, grounded, boundaried By the lack of movement That could change anything or Everything if I choose to make contact With something or somebody Including thoughts, memories , dreams. Nothing is empty in the present The air tingles my skin Fills my ears with titinus That rises to my head And spreads … Continue reading Now
Abebe Bekila (1932-1973)
« I wanted the world to know that my country has always won with heroism and determination. » Bare feet trigger some kind of reaction particularly for a child who for the first time discovers the bearer is a ragged adult carrying a big load. « Why is he walking bare feet? » asked the … Continue reading Abebe Bekila (1932-1973)
Nothing and Something
A dead man walked into heaven feeling overwhelmed because he no longer knows what he is looking for. He bumps into an angel who is all too willing to help. “Are you a newcomer?” asks the angel, peering at him curiously. “Yes, I’ve just arrived,” replies the dead man. “That explains the stench, we’ll put … Continue reading Nothing and Something
ትርምስ / Chaos
https://youtu.be/mYpxRTCvhkM ትርምስ በአንዳንድ ሰዎች እይታ አስማት፣ ወይንም የሂሳብ ፅንሰ-ሀሳብ፣ አልያም ላልተራቀቀው በደፈናው የሕይወት እውነታ ነው። እዚህ የትርምስን አተረጓጎም የምንቃኘው በቃሉ መሰረት ትርምስን በመፍጠር ነው። አቅራርቡ ለዘብ ባለ መልኩ ትርምስን ይወክላል፣ ማለትም ሰዎች በእለት ኑሮ ገጠመኞቻቸው ትርምስን በሚቃኙበት - በትራፊክና በዜና ጫጫታ፣ በገበያ ሩጫ፣ በመሥሪያ ቤትም በመኖርያ ቤትም ባለው የስራና ሓላፊነት መብዛት ወዘተ። ምንም የከፋ ነገር … Continue reading ትርምስ / Chaos
The Dream
A lie was born In a dream That trickled Like a stream And swelled In to a river Then flowed Into the sea Without bounds Crashed in to the oceans Blinding whales and dolphins Unexpected splashes Later made them sing The humpback whale sprayed Clouds opened up Lightning struck Raindrops soaked the earth Like tears … Continue reading The Dream
Time in a Bottle
If I could have time in a bottle and make things in my dreams come true …. Jim Croce, 1973. I would take a flight straight in to your heart, make you see my pulse so we could sing to the same tune. I would lift my soul into the sky until we could meet … Continue reading Time in a Bottle
Sometimes ..
Sometimes nothing happens and its ok until something else happens, like a prod, as if to see if you are still there. Of course, I’m here, I never went anywhere. I’m exactly where I was yesterday and where I shall stay for an eternity because I’m not going anywhere, nobody can make me. Except me. … Continue reading Sometimes ..
The Bee and The Diamond
When.lightning strikes and starts a fireThere’s no excuse To look away The blaze pushesSmokeI cannot breatheEyes melt in to tears Guided by a wild spiritFreedomI listen to the breeze And the rustle of the trees Beyond the sound of trafficThe winds talk with me.They roarFrom a far away hollow At the centreSpeaks a voiceWithout language...... … Continue reading The Bee and The Diamond