Delphinus delphis: A Song of Love and Letting Go

Posted on 3rd March 2022 in Poetry

 for Nora

 

We came to see you here today

Amidst the blue in all the waves

That paints the sky to ride beside

To ride beside you all the way

From the beginning to the end

 

We ride by side

beside the tide

and we cast everything aside

 

With our family you’re our friend

From the generation young

In the beginning when they’re born

To the season of the old

Who have seen everything unfold

Who have seen everything unfold

That is this is what we’re told

 

Among the blue in all the waves

You think that you can hear them say

They said they came to see their friend

They came to see them here today

To spend some time with us and play

Amidst the blue in all the waves

 

We ride by side

beside the tide

and  we cast everything aside

 

There is no past there is no end

When Delhinus delphis rides

Just the ocean and the sky

Our love and our goodbye

Amidst the blue in all the waves

We hear Delphinus delphis say

 

We are here and this is now

This never happened always will

Taste the ocean touch the sky

This is love and this is why

We came to see you here today

To tap into each other’s eye

The first hello the last goodbye

Between the blue in all the sky

We touch the waves

And paint goodbye

 

 

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Izzyn’t It

Posted on 23rd May 2021 in Poetry

I

You went around the sun

Not fully knowing

what you had gotten yourself into

Under the warmth of Allah’s breath

Pulsing through your hair

Radiating joy like a child

Charting a course towards infinity

Unaware of the dangers ahead

In life in love

Holding it together for that luminous moment

When it all becomes clear

 

No one

Not even the great spirit protector

Reigning the heavens

Expected your ship-wreck

That you would disappear into the sea of sorrow

Lost to me and all Earthly beings

With no map no path

To our common destiny

 

All we have now  is each other

The ones you left behind

To find solace in the company

Of lost souls pretending direction

Claiming to be whole

Despite the hole in our heart

Our collective pain is family

 

II

Sometimes I forget you’re still dead

I almost called today

to share something I knew you would love

and should have anyway

in case you were there

that death was a conspiracy

everyone is in hiding

watching, waiting

for the great awakening

 

III

You say I don’t know joy

Like you

I experience all

The emotions, sensations, sentiments, thoughts

Even the evil Jesus dreamt of

While he dozed on the beach at Acre

 

I say you don’t know me

That sorrow is more beautiful than joy

Pain more revealing than comfort

Loss the ecstasy

Once thought exclusive

To witches, shaman, djin

 

Joy, hafiz may have told

Is a fortress for the wicked

A wilderness for the insensate

A dungeon for the selfish

A tomb for the compassionless

 

Sorrow, Rumi may have written

Is playground to the soul

A battlefield for love to die

To be resurrected

A musicians touch

A poets word

A nurses hand

A gardener’s drop

Cascading down from the heavens

Sparking seed

Nourishing root

Foliate, Fluoresce

To tell the next generation

Of the ones who came before

 

IV

Your tears are of no use

on this fertile ground

Go cry in the desert

Where everything will fight

for your  piquant bead

kill for a drop of your blood

 

to watch you writhe

on the windswept crystalline plain

as the last glint in your eye

goes opaque

and no plant will let you pass

without taking a small piece of you

 

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Bio-mimicry

Posted on 26th May 2020 in Poetry
People are not countries
Countries are not people
When we blame one
A well-defined entity
With natural borders
For the actions and ideas
Of a limb of Earth
Whose boundaries
are an imposition
Of said other
We turn people into objects
And objects into people
We annihilate the inhabitants
And exalt occupation
Our feet confounded
By the ground misdefined
By the head founded
In false narratives
To replace organic order
With its toxic twin
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Little People

Posted on 25th May 2020 in Poetry
– Wonkum Mikitchia/Intrepid Eagle, 1826

 

When war is outlawed
We will change the words
To ensure we maintain our profit margins
To Keep the Bombs Bursting in Air
To Keep the blood money flowing
To Keep the violence normal

We’ll spend some of the money
We make off of you
And the little people who will die
To hire professional soldiers
to kill more people
to make more money
and maybe kill you

We will ignore the righteous officials
Elected to get in the way
Of our Plan for You
And the little people who will die
Anyway
We’re just making it easier for them
And it’s easier for us, now, too

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Modern Warfare

Posted on 4th February 2020 in Nonviolence Resistance, Peace, Poetry

by Loud Sue

 

Before  you go into battle

Learn thy enemy

Sneak into their home

When they are pillaging elsewhere

Play their musical instruments

Eat from the sauce jar in the fridge

Maybe date their wives and/or husbands

Take their children to the park

Let them go on the rides their parents’ won’t

You will be their hero

 

As you go into battle

Study thy enemy

Learn their

Idiosyncratic Behavior Patterns

So you can mirror them

To point out the only truth

Anyone ever needs to know

Practice their tone and inflection

So they can identify themselves

In you

While they are bashing in your skull

From afar

 

When you are in battle

Be thy enemy

Invite them into your camp

To sip tea and

Elucidate strategies of

How you will meticulously

Rip each other to pieces

Limb by limb

Smoke a few cigarettes

While you take walks together along the trenches

Share pastries that define your heritage

Before you eat out each other’s mouths

 

Tell yourselves how

The families are

You’ve enjoyed in each other’s absence

Much earlier in the long day passing

Recount the same memories you’ve never shared

Till you realize the only war you’re in

Is your struggle with time

And how to live and  love correctly

Kiss each other goodbye

And turn out the lights

 

 

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poem for a friend now dead

Posted on 13th January 2020 in Poetry

(2012)

one last embrace you wanted
the touch from the living loved
too afraid you would take them with you

some peace from the white coats
ripping your body open
sticking this in which does not belong
taking that out to kill you

septic room of confused souls
numbed since birth to miss the point
and you, suffering, forced to listen
shrill penetration of petty problems
deaf to your silent pleas

tired, wasted, insensate
you begged for death
until the moment she came

 

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