tiistai 25. marraskuuta 2014

I'm tired
my stomach is reacting to stress again
have to worry for so many people
yet never enough
a scare yesterday
followed by one today
aching belly
and a tired mind
connection
to carry me through this night
on the black tide of coffee
I can't sleep wake
to some new scare
better to be awake
read and sit in the bathroom
as legs go numb

25.11.2014

maanantai 24. marraskuuta 2014

If you can't cry for those
dying now,
don't cry for those
who are but skeletons
in mass graves.
Tears can't revive the dust.

24.11.2014

tiistai 18. marraskuuta 2014

gaia

in the end
we all shall
embrace the earth

our great mother

and it shall
kiss our crumbling bones
our ash

18.11.2014
in aeternum resonat

all who we have loved
we must give back
to the world

all who we have lost
we must give back
to the cosmos

ourselves in the end
we must give back
to the nature

18.11.2014
mist
above the fields of snow
melting away

winter melting away
for autumn to
stay

18.11.2014
from our hands
the gifts
of life and death

to all
inhabitants
of the world

and to you
of all people
I gave death

18.11.2014

sunnuntai 16. marraskuuta 2014

everything coils around it still

mist and remains of snow
among the remaining trees
the clearing hacked
in our lives
the loss forever there
my mother
the un-beating heart
of our lives
your absence
the stumps
of our lives
still here

16.11.2014

tiistai 11. marraskuuta 2014

A Poetic End

I pitied Edgar Allan,
thinking of his last days
kidnapped and drunk
forced to vote again and again.

But then I read
he supported slavery
and thought
it was a just end for him.

Supporting the enslavement of others
never believing it to happen to him,
I just wonder if he had any regrets
during those days of bondage.

11.11.2014

perjantai 7. marraskuuta 2014

Ars Poetica

Poetry can be a painting
made with words,
poetry can be a dagger,
it can be a salve
and it can be a soap box
but it should never be
just one of the above.

07.11.2014
kuorevesi

so bleak
these forest roads
on this november
afternoon darkening
the hamlets
half-abandoned
fields on land
that never gave much
the dark waters
solitary
lights
life

07.11.2014