what is a throwback ?
this sudden reminder of the past.
Of good times and bad times. Of shadows and of light.
Of black and of white.

This image a replica of a time.. a still time that depicted an uncertain purgatory, a great ambivalent.
My steps where up in circles and life was like a switch dancing
endlessly to an infants joy.

Looking back, there are still no final answers
but the joy of this trip is the knowledge deep.
I will never be the same
i have grown and this growth is infinite.

Donald

FIND LUNA~•FIND ME

Come with me
   Throw yourself into the night
Throw the night into the wind
Throw the wind into the night
Search through the Castles
And
Isles
Search all the valleys and lilies
Go with that wind that calls your heart
Go slowly~ transcend into the night
Find that whisper that searches
For you
It's calling you
Calling beneath the darkest clouds
Calling
          Calling
   Calling you
Go
              Go now
Find that whisper
Find the Night
        Find Luna
      Find Me

Evna-Luna©






2016

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Written for the GO WITH SERIES CREATED BY OVI ODIETE
THE THIRD POEM IN THE GO SERIES

WRITTEN ON INVITATION BY OVI ODIETE

where presidents die in power
the opposition die trying
Musicians die on stage
police in the line of duty
nocturnals due to *****
Soccer players on pitch
teachers while they teach
soldiers die fighting
refugees and paupers die crying
drivers die on the wheel
painters die with a quill
thieves while they steal
addicts die of smoke and pills
nobody wants to retire
even at Robert Mugabe's age
they all cling to talent and power
so tempting and inviting
won't we poets too die reciting?

I sat on the dentist’s chair
With an aching tooth, feeling hell
The dentist seemed quite pleased
As he opened my mouth and surveyed

‘There are holes to be filled
And the plaque to be removed
It needs a few sittings
At the end, you’ll have a set of fine teeth’!

His gentle assurance was so comforting
And I thought my jaws no more have to suffer
The pangs and torments of an aching tooth!
He then, in a narrow syringe
Injected something into my gum
I knew a numbness creeping in
Until at last I felt a hard rock within
Now, like an expert work man
He began his rigorous craft
Loud machines began to boom
The chair got flattened
From 'verticality'
I got changed into 'horizontality'

And the overhead apparatus came down
Like an eagle swooping down on its prey.
With blaring lights blinding my vision,
I lay torpid as if my body was strapped
The doctor took out his steel and hammer
And started tapping and chipping
Drilling and boring
Though numb, I could still feel the pull and tug
The crooked forceps and pliers
Made all the nerves in my head irk
My mouth was filled with saliva
And I felt a sprout of blood inside
He stuffed some gauze and resumed his work
I wanted to yell, ask him to stop
But being gagged, I couldn’t utter a word
My pupils dilated
My lips quivered
My tongue got parched
I gasped for breath

With a mix of cement and sand (?)
He began filling and plastering
Scrubbing and polishing

Helplessly lying on the dentist’s chair,
I wondered
What whips and stings one has to endure
To end the pain and give the teeth a shine!