What I Love
Bones
singing over them,
dancing
when they are on the forest floor.
Imah
the light of her eyes
the lightening of her voice
she has taught me
to be strong
but in Abba’s presence
she is quiet,
but he is a wolf.
I love the wolf
the way he cares for his family
his hands are large as leaves
and their shadows.
I love the drum, the whistle, the cry
archaeology,
where is his fossil from?
Jamil
I love Jamil,
I gave to him
before he requested it
and would gladly give again.
I would kill him with such cherishing.
His bones
beautiful
like a bird’s
ready to fly.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- 9 Types of Lovers – The Twisted Version
- Sonnet 36: Let me confess that we two must be twain by William Shakespeare
- Father Of A Boy Named Sue by Shel Silverstein
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Nanna by Ross D Tyler
- Love And Madness by Thomas Campbell
- The Remains by Mark Strand
- The Tollund Man by Seamus Heaney
- Christopher Found poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Lighting one candle by Yosa Buson
- Epigram at Brownhill Inn by Robert Burns
- Robert Burns: Sappho Redivivus: Fragment
- Book1 Prologue by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Adelgitha by Thomas Campbell
- The Sitter by Shel Silverstein
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
