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Gayle Bell Sep 2012
Blues Haiku

Freddie King’s guitar
Waits for a big leg woman
Fishnets adorn mine


Self Portrait LIII
Reading street hieroglyphics
comfortable in it’s dark caress
Buildings like promises
Broken and lost
The wheels spinning
My mp3 jazz loop
Sing that skit skat baby
The things I tell my pillow makes it blush

Self Portrait 54
Weekend
Books at half mast
Reading a book on Af Am essays
Wondering what happened to
The ‘Dream”
Monday
Listening to Bob Segar and Snoop
Tatas at attention mode
Bopping to the
Unemployment office
to see a lady about a check
and a “Dream Deferred”
Micko Nov 17
I like them bedroom bullies,
Them nasty dominant  *******,
Put them tatas on me ,
Let them suffocate me ,
And even if I die,
It would be with a good cause,
Gently choke my neck,
Change them gears ,
Do some quick acceleration,
There comes some flapping  sounds,
Down the hill we roll,
Swimming in our own sweat,
As my lips whisper your name, "zaddy",
The new dawn 222

Micko.
PROMISE OURSELVES, LET US TODAY

Freedom at midnight we received, not in the Asian way, when the morning Sun rose,

Then came the Jammu & Kashmir war n d partition civil war; soon began our days of woe.

The Brits squeezed our mental, emotional n physical wealth; they destroyed our professional skill

To bring about our decline, the Gurukul system abolished was; slowly but firmly destroyed, much against our will

If lessons sufficient we have learned from our past, let's unite n like the Phoenix, once again rise

Not crumble n divide because of ***** politicis; let's be judicious, broad minded n wise

Nationalists n Industrialists like Tatas support India; let us them patronise, with all our heart

Let us, as far as possible; of this important mission, "BE INDIAN BUY INDIAN" be a part.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
RATAN THE TRUE JEWEL OF INDIA;

A DAZZLING KOHINOOR, NOT A MERE "DIYA"

THE WORTHY SON OF BHARAT MATA

OUR DEAREST,  MOST REVERED  RATAN  TATA.

MAY AHURA SHOWER HIS CHOICEST BLESSINGS UPON YOU AND THE TATAS

Armin Dutia Motashaw
Said I to myself, "Oh  Armin,  when will you stop this  day dreaming "?

"Stop it at once, or people at you, will soon be screaming!!!"

Ahh  only if I were rich,  a complex at  Udwadia,  I would definitely build.

O  Ahura,  how I wish,  this You would have,  in  my destiny willed.

Then, materialize would my  ideas,  I  often so enthusiastically conceive .

Elderly couples could here securely and most comfortably live.

The  air here,  unpolluted , fresh n crisp is,  with  sea  breeze ozone rich n cool.

A  compound with a garden,  lawn, a gym, n a  swimming pool;

Medical facilities,  good food, and of course, exist should transport.

Time fly would happily for them, they can dine, wine, dance and enjoy some sport.

If our wealthy ones, like Tatas, Godrej, Poonawala, Pallonjis et al,  a building each would donate;

Filled with Happppppinessss n health, secured would be,  our elders fate.

With  IRANSHAH  close at hand,  the Parsi population here will increase

Only if some benevolent Sethias, would take up this project pleeeeeeease.

A plea this is, from this dreamer to these seers affluent, wealthy and rich;

After reading this poem,  lives of many elders you can very easily enrich.

MAY THIS DREAM COME TRUE.
AEDOON BAAD.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
Mateuš Conrad Jun 2020
alongside the songs herr mannelig
             and herr holger -
  garmarna...

     would you believe it...
i couldn't... holger: juniperus squamata...
juniper...
i don't quiete remember what's
it used for...

to have little ol' me bothered about...
view counts...
perhaps i'm being lazy...
    perhaps i'm... what's already available...

but i have a contender...
   hammock - ketonic... 2005...

and... godspeed you! black emperor...
F♯ A♯ ∞ -
       by god i still can't fathom
that this ever took place in 1998!

having to invest in 100 years...
as a sidenote: hopefully i do not come
out as a plagiarism within
the confines of your: gratefully... anonymous...

better things have come out
of canada than... rush or pearl jam...
if you can sieve half an hour...
F♯ A♯ ∞ is an album for you...

what is post-punk or post-rock...
  post-rock from radiohead?
    postponed prog-rock?
        godspeed you! black emperor...
the album came out in 1998...
i was still young and busying myself
with fan boy teen angst and tool...
i discovered...

              so mentioned...
a good... 18 years later...
                big things have happened in the world...
little things also...
greater things with a world-as-solo...
lesser things this these greater things
of so little... concern: for the greater world...

i want to mind them...
confine myself to: borrow from...
the grand arch of nouns...
call for a seamstress sophie...
and her love of... the breaking
of urns... and her shadow twin...
pandora...
           but... i can only think of...

Ernst Zimmer...
                  who kept... Hölderlin...
                in a room in a tower...
  overlooking the Neckar river in Tübingen...
freely...
           in light of both giving
some variation of consent...
i too would give all the world:
to be this... given this: ghastly cage(d)...
21st century hopes... hyperion?
to write new: new...
burn the old? to ask the same questions:
what's new is what's revised...

the spanish might have conquered
the "lesser" people of south america...
but at the same time...
the mongols: the lesser people...
clearly no affiliation with african
mothers and tatas...
conquered india... china... the muslim
empire... and teased christendom...
so... who's ode or what **** wits' boor
to baron the sodden crisp of...
moving... forward?
                       once upon a time...
all might kneel before the cruficix...
but before a converted brownie point count
so... glorious in his imaginary whip...
holding...

Eswatini will not... dream big...
the vatican of the continent: some might add...
will only welcome... easily converted...
castrato guards of the quasi-zulu king's harem...
big-****-para-bongo...
like... you hear it... and you're like...
'i'm pretty ******* sure...
some consonants are missing...'
the vowels might all be there...
but... thereafter?

                i don't even want to bother...
invade... india...
with latin script... you will get the sanskrit
backlash...
invade china... you'll get back...
your letters eaten by ideograms...
invade saudi arabia... giggles-and-squiggles...
invade greece: they'll spit cyrillic back
at you...
invade anywhere with latin...
you'll get all you want...
until judgement day...
when the leeches will answer back...
and drag you back to... where you belong
with "them" having found "them"...

well... it was truly nice of you to give
us the 20th century...
mighty nice of you...
too bad... you won't be... culturally...
exporting anything new...
into the current century...
beside... the overlooked library;
which is doubly nice!
time will seem to extend beyond...
what smells nice in a boquet of
flowers and will start to...
be scented with broths and...
what you brought back from Rajastan
and the like.
          
don't fake it... you didn't bring back
the dough from Nepal...
the idea... you might have...
but the Nepalese lamas weren't throwing
a big think stink over... eating...
uncooked cookie dough...
of course minus the caribbean sugar: dodo!
so don't ben & jerry my ***...

very nice... fun nice...
               100 years from now...
               looking for a tomorrow is suicide.

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