Empathy

The greatest danger the world, Has on saturation point, Is not to touch upon the Gift of all gifts, the democracy Of our hearts to unite in palm, extend an olive leaf, To address what makes our circumstances Different. The darkest midnight, Is not to, put into practice, the greatest Virtue we have in our…

Brown Man

I’m brown, as the useless fungi Creeping out of a log, that Has been there, like a boulder In the middle of the prairie, So are the sepia prints that are Closest to our color, that too brown; Filthy, dirty, squalid, brown. The descendants of the industrious Indian from Bihar, or the Ugandan Man who…

Resistance

A drug, a notorious one at it. The offenders lazy, easy, catapulting, The smiles, pretense, while They find a reason to look Not through a kaleidoscope. How a King had a dream, that played Out on a chessboard. How the earliest one, Kunta Kinte, belonged to the Mandinka tribe. Black men, afro or cornrows, tall…

Friendship/Amity

We are not just bonded By the commonality of our genes Or the connections of our Food webs, or the ecologies we share, We are too, practitioners of a stock Called the human touch, That is telekinetic, it moves Mountains, and allows glaciers to move, That too a form of global warming, That too, a…

Resilience

The broke man pockets a lottery, Every time, dawn rises, with an orb of fire, Aurora’s surprise, light’s epiphany, Crossing a crack in a curtain, How the crow is now cawing, On an electricity line. Ominous you could say. While the magpie and the myena, search for seeds Like I am, tiny seeds to renew…

A Bacon Man

I say jeez, and let my teeth Break the extra crispy bacon. How heaven is it, the blend Of pig flesh and fat, on a frying pan. Perhaps I should have said, sweet Jesus, How taste is an epiphany, Like love or lust, a sudden realization That something is turning gold. How genius, for man…

Honeymoon (A Rhyming Poem)

Shoddy we are like, the fox or crow Baking in the aftermath of one’s afterglow The bed shaked, the gods were invoked Sequel of love, that began in lingerie floored God, a remembrance of a hotel room tabernacle How you can never change, a bedroom oracle Poor baby doll, too big for poor little Barbie…

A Love Poem of Remembrance

  How lichen covered gravestones Hide fossilized human debris,   Bones that clattered next To the permafrost, as the winter   Ends and spring begins. Snowdrops flowering at will   And summer happens. I stumble to a yard, with our dog,   Walking through a dandelion Field, uprooting tiny yellow blooms   As I run…

Galapagos

How Darwin studied Finches in the Galapagos Islands, How the finches are a life  Lesson, in adaptation, Their plastic beaks, just like Lips that drift like a ferry Across a medium of air or perhaps ether, The many, you have kissed Without hesitation, in a moment Deprived of caution. How lips still undergo adaptation, To find…