dead canines in Spain

 Dead Canines in Spain

The Aegean Sea, another rubber dinghy sank 30 people drowned

most of them Syrians and from the hateful a smile when they are

stupid risking their life and come here wanting to live like us.

 A good Syrian is a dead one, and they did not have much of value

for a state to confiscate and none of them had a higher education just

some uneducated bodies bringing nothing but their humanity and

children now drowned.

To make matters worse, they were Muslims too, from rural backwaters of

 an alien culture, so we do not have to worry about them anymore,

expendable people both in their country and the countries they hoped would

give them succour. There are so many other inequities around, look at the way

they treat dogs in Spain isn`t that a shame something for the face- book.

 So send some money to the people who try to rescue the dogs.

Murderus laughter

Murderus laughter

Murderous Laughter

From world famous violinist to a murderer was the headline
of our newspaper.

I knew the man a musical genius but so shy he only made
recordings and appeared

on radio. You never get famous unless people see you in the
flesh so magazines

can publish a picture of you shaking hands with politicians
and see the blessed one

with movie stars, he was persuaded to give a life concert.
The hall was full as he

entered the stage applause broke this was a highlight, no
doubt a musical genius.

 As his music filled
hearts with the immense beauty, he became taller and his

trousers fell to his ankles. Dead silence, then nervous giggles
that ended with

 hysterical laughter
from his audience who could not stop laughing, concert over.

He went to live in Alentejo in Portugal; no one knew him,
got a job as a shepherd,

had a room next to the sheep, but took his meals in the
kitchen. One day a tourist on

a walking holiday came to the small farm asked direction
looked at the violinist and

said:” you are the one who lost his trouser on the stage.”
The tourist told the story

of this to the farmer and his wife and the all laughed,
dogs, cats and the mouse

in the corner. The musician got up went to the barn picked
up a pitchfork and stabbed

the poor tourist to death and, at last, the laughter
stopped.  

love and the ranch

love and the ranch

 Love and the Ranch

I once had a big ranch in Oregon; technically it is still mine

but I have no way to prove it. One day and far from the ranch

 was inspecting fences when a sudden cold storm hit, to

survive I shot my horse cut its stomach open and crept inside

and quickly fell asleep. Woke up when the storm was over

I looked for my horse it was not there perhaps the wolves…?

Trotted home the ranch hands were glad to see me and gave me

carrots, although I neighed they put me in the corral with other

horses that knew who I was and shunned me.

My widow cried, and I stood outside her window which people

thought was sweet of me and gave me apples.

Now that she was the owner and had much responsibility she

used me to get around, it thrilled me to have her on my back

but was careful not to show uncalled for excitement.

Then tragedy struck she got a friend, the foreman on

the ranch a man I didn`t like an, was thinking of firing.

my intense jealousy made me furious and one day when they

were making love under an oak by the river, I kicked them both

to death and galloped to the far blue mountain as I know from

experience there is no justice for wild horses.

truth be told

truth be

Truth, be told

On an old fashion gramophone, they played sweet

music in a small cove made for two, the young man

smiled this sleek woman was to become his bride.

A big seal came on to shore dragged the woman in

to the sea and under, when surfacing with the seal

she smiled and waved but didn`t come ashore,

kept on jumping and playing and her leanness made

look like a seal and she was indeed turning into one.

Finally she and the bigger seal com to the shoreline

she told him her life was the ocean and she and her

the new man was swimming to the Azores where she

would meet his family. The young man took his

gramophone, sun cream, towels and walked home.

No one believed his accurate explanation, he got

life for drowning his girlfriend.

wildfire

wildfire

Wildfire

Fire, we fear flames seeking to obliterate

to cleanse forest and plains so the land can grow

again green shoots the world has been

the cycles can start again

having cleared the undergrowth that hindered

the freedom of samplings

There is a flower that only bloom after a fire

fire ephemerals can cover mountainsides

in a multicolour of wonder.

We feel a strange attraction to the flames

we wish it could rinse our sins, yet, we have

a great terror for the fire of hell

The fire we dread the most is the fire

in mans` heart it can be wonderful but so easily

became ruinous and manifest itself

in greed and destruction of what is good

There is a wildfire raging now and the Nordic

tremble and fear they might be consumed

by the firestorm.   

marvelous life

marvelous life

Marvellous Life

Back then it is back then- so bloody long ago-

my heart sang when going home after seeing you

I crossed a bridge, and the water hummed a love

song and there was no troll under it being

sarcastic telling me love will not last how wrong 

the troll was, love is the earth I walk upon it is

the olive tree, the sun and rain that fall it is a part

of what is beautiful in your heart and that you could

not take away the day you left. You made me free to

love the magnificence of reality and charity knowing

my life is wat it is supposed to be today.

the lay of the land

the lay of the land

The Lay of the Land

If my thoughts had wings

Or better still had arrows and a bow

To pierce your heart

You will open your emerald eyes

As only seen in the sea of Greenland

Seek my embrace

We will be the sky and the earth

Filling the air with fog

Before we make love

Our Titanic love is too great for

Sluggish humanity to clasp

Kiss my slowly caress me long

And we will purify a putrefied world.