I could write a thousand words about Zen
But then three or four words
Would be sufficient
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 4:49 AM UTC
No doubt.
The piece of gum
Naughtily stuck under a school desk
Instead of thrown in the dustbin
They say smoking's a disgusting habit
But gum is messy
Gets everywhere if you
Aren't careful
Nicotine gum?
The bane of smokers
They say it tastes
Foul
But gum
Either way
Comes in all varieties
Sugarfree I favour
Bad for the teeth
Otherwise -
Raspberry, strawberry, mint, spearmint
The never-ending flavours of life
On this planet
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 4:47 AM UTC
One would think of Aswan
Or the Three Gorges Dam
But here we are discussing
A dam a few metres wide
And a couple more metres long
And barely up to your waist
If you stood at the deepest part
The African rains
Were plentiful
This year
Even with the best rain
The dam doesn't spill
It's always a point to be made
This is a family dam
On the family property
Strange in a city...
But still pretty
Surrounded by grasses and reeds
Covered in water-lilies
The occasional heron
Stops by
Its slender grey neck -
A sight
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 4:46 AM UTC
Gameboy versus home-made
Amplifiers
Computer games
Before the desktop
Took over the world
(laptops came later)
King Kong and Worms
Idly passing the time
Of Day
Of Night
Games, Games
Gameboy - a child's
Victory over adults
Who never take the time
To play, play
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 4:44 AM UTC
Pots, pans and plates
Pots, pans
And the larder
A ghost house
Trembling
The larder
Stocked with oats and rice
Pots
And when it is time to cook
And then the gas stove is lit for
A feast
Pots, pans and plates
- Rows of jars line
The windowsill
Preserves, chutneys, jams
Preserves, chutneys
- and mango atchar
That reminds me
Of India
Oh! Lord Gandhi!
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 4:43 AM UTC
Tumbling down a hole in the earth:
Alice and her wonderland
(but that was just a mistake
of writing)
I was talking about the bushes in my garden
And the open skies
Of the lowlands;
What of it?
There is a colourful little finch
in the shrubs of my garden
There is a majestic eagle
(they that live here call Chipungu)
A self-contained buttress against
The blue heavens
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 4:40 AM UTC
Africa:
It is a lost place
One thinks of sunny
Blue skies
And then thunderstorms
Of running through
Vast, vast, vast
Open grasslands
Of cooking on a fire,
Of looking out
Over the hills of our
Homeland, homeland, home -
Land, land, land
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 4:39 AM UTC
It was two thousand and ten
A minute ago
And now the year
of the deadly virus
ten years hence
Like a dream -
A decade passes
Like waves crashing on
The shore
And I hibernate in
The visions of yesteryear
Picking out my psychic
Territory
A hermit?
Oh! No!
A Saint in hiding
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 4:37 AM UTC
Something then nothing -
A parrot on my left shoulder
But it is not real
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 4:35 AM UTC
I wait in time
Like an ornamental vase
Sitting on the dusty shelf
Mar 12, 2021
Mar 12, 2021 at 4:33 AM UTC