A girl from the north country with eyes deep as the  Great Lakes (if the Great Lakes were green).

Writers in numbers too great to mention.

The truth and those few who have the guts to tell it.

Contrasts and textures like white wine and black satin or the brown and white of tan lines.

Burgundy, my favorite color.  Strong coffee and good bourbon. Garlic and spicy foods. Yuengling Lager. Pall Malls. Evan Williams.

Classic movies. Indie movies. Movies.

Mozart, Warren Zevon and Bill Evans. Beethoven's late Quartets. Leonard Cohen and Joni Mitchell. An endless list.

Lingerie (but not on me). Women in hats. Women in dresses. Long kisses. Women with souls. Women with brains. OK, women, though very few good ones seem to exist.

My sons. Tibetan art. Champagne. Apple computers. Cats. Space travel. ****.

Quantum Theory. Buddhism. The Tao. Burning Bushes. Shiva and Vishnu.

Ghost driving aimlessly to see what I find. America is mostly off the interstates and mostly dying.

Young people who listen and know I'm real and like them..

Blueberries: food of the gods.

Breaking any rule I think is chickenshit in any way possible.

And so on.

It's amazing how one person can touch your heart and you're never quite the same. Sometimes I feel as though I've painted this beautiful picture of you that I can only see; and that's fine because love needs faith. I have faith. I have enough faith for the both of us.

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بيئدر كل واحد يطير                                                                                                          بس بأحلامو ...                                                                                                               الوئت بيئدر يطير                                                                                                            امات مابدو ...                                                                                                                  المصاري بتطير                                                                                                              امات ما بدا ...                                                                                                                 الشي الحلو بيطير                                                                                                             وئت مابدا ...                                                                                                                   الامجاد بتطير                                                                                                                    امات مابدا ...                                                                                                             كل شي بيطير                                                                                                            وئت مابدو                                                                                                                  و لا تئولوا                                                                                                                 كاني ماني ...                                                                                                             _____________________

If life goes smoothly and wonderfully ,then                                                           Then I have to be happy ,but                                                                                  Not at all ...                                                                                                                We all love our works and our jobs ,but                                                                Nothing goes perfect                                                                                               Simply because there are some people who                                                           Go fishing in the muddy water ...                                                                           Nothing remains great anytime                                                                               Simply because there are some who look for troubles                                           At work anytime,anywhere,and everywhere ...                                                    There is that ugly harassment that arises only from                                         Those who look for troubles for any reasons ...                                                   Life goes badly with that ugly harassment                                                         Simply because things will go bad ...                                                                   If the employers or if the managers keep silent ,then                                        Everyone and everything will turn up-side-down ...                                          It's very important to be one team rather than                                                  To corner oneself into those troubles                                                                     With that ugly harassment ...                                                                             There are a lot of employees who suffer                                                              Without finding any solution ...                                                                             That ugly harassment never brings people ,but                                                It cracks all people's relationships                                                                         For all reasons whatsoever ...                                                                                There is a pretty formula that links employees                                                  To all employers to fix any problem anytime                                                    Before it's over ...                                                                                                    ___________________­__

One,
Of no importance I am
"This poor chap"
They said
"To no point,'this' has no future "
They stressed.
I kept to myself and did what I could
My replies were cheap
They gave me no oxygen
They gave no friendship
They have me no time.
I kept to myself and did what i could .

Two.
Out of my slumber
The star of success I met
The key to passing an exam
The key to winning over great people
How crazy I turned
I cannot tell
Teachers became my best
Great people their tail
they mocked of my tender age
Harrasing me and saying
"Boi,go tell mwalimu"
I kept to myself and did what I could

Three.
Secret admirers
No open points to meet
Just silence and feeling the love commotions
respect and joy began to grow
People started hiding their nature
A fake sight of happiness and involving
Fake attention and forced smiles
In one way I feel them but held back by some force
I felt alone though
And could brush myself over twigs on my way
Pleasure in comparable
Moved by my own words
Having a shocking stand
Guided by my own signs
Greater a move I felt
But still,
I kept to myself and did what I could.

Four.
Thinking big
Planning great
Openness and suprises
"How great can this man be"
They wondered
Full trust from all
Young and old
Respect and joy
Carefully planning my steps
"How could I be such?''
I could ask myself
Fear of loss and doubts of my nature
Firm decision and standing ideas
How great at my 24?
My aims bigger that biggest×
More than most×
But still not the best.
I am keeping to myself and doing what I can.

We always ask the kids,
"Who are your friends?"
or
"What teachers do you like?"
or
"What would you like for dinner?"
but I never, ever have heard someone ask,
"Are you alright?"
until it is too late