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AATIF

I am free, because of it

I hear the frequency of my kitchen
the deafening sound of appliances
that killed the wind, the quiet
murmur of the grass and the cicadas
and the death throes of little animals

I try to remember the smell of the earth
her dirt, her ashes, her streams, her stones
her forests, her oceans, the long traces
of life in her atmosphere. Instead

I glance at plywood fronts and plastic
and marble and steel and glass and all
brand new, and clean. Inert, threatening
to kill me

I am organic life forgetting itself
forgetting that time is in order
and that I am free, because of it

rant

Originally posted at    Hands In the Garden

rant.jpgWarning: the sun is hot
roads are dangerous
don’t drink the water
more soldiers dead
the air is thick
don’t open the door to strangers
people are selfish
help me, please?
shopping carts are weapons
teen bullied and locked in a closet
the end is here
don’t touch down there
we’re out of touch
buy this now.
close your eyes
ignore feeling
don’t drive drunk
cars and beer on sale
get to work on-time
lock doors, turn out lights
sleep, don’t dream
believe in all things
or nothing.

© Anthony Gorman 2017

My mother (Blank verse) 

www.kenslitepen.wordpress.com

Strolling back home

With my back pack and smiles drawn on my face

My hands swinging in fluky motion

And jumps and hops with my feet down the road 
I took a long pause for what i saw

My home, my world, my mum

All burnt down, all gone

My smiling face now drawn in dismay 
In deep nostalgia i grieve and hope to have you again 

I’m only 10 to be my own mother and friend 

You were my sunrise you were my blessing
My soul yearns for your deeds again

The kisses before bed time

The lullabies sung 

The warmth of your embrace 

I want it all back
So i sit on this prosaic ground

Reminiscing my sheepish smile 

The smile that limns your love for me

I want you back 

Small Is The Trust When Love Is Green – Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

Small Is The Trust When Love Is Green

SMALL is the trust when love is green
In sap of early years;
A little thing steps in between
And kisses turn to tears.

Awhile – and see how love be grown
In loveliness and power!
Awhile, it loves the sweets alone,
But next it loves the sour.

A little love is none at all
That wanders or that fears;
A hearty love dwells still at call
To kisses or to tears.

Such then be mine, my love to give,
And such be yours to take:-
A faith to hold, a life to live,
For lovingkindness’ sake:

Should you be sad, should you be gay,
Or should you prove unkind,
A love to hold the growing way
And keep the helping mind:-

A love to turn the laugh on care
When wrinkled care appears,
And, with an equal will, to share
Your losses and your tears. 

by:Robert Louis Stevenson

Am proud of you my loved one…

I am proud of you my loved one,
can’t fail your name to mention,
your care to me is like of a mother,
to her lovely firstborn daughter,
Checking on her regularly,
To find out what disturbs her.

I am proud of you my loved one,
you brought smiles on my face day one,
And my agonies vanished like morning dew,
And you opened a new page of life for us,
And I forgot the tears of pain,
for the love that you gave me.

I am proud of you my loved one,
Am not ashamed to walk with You in town,
you are beautiful in body and character,
wise in Thinking and deciding,
your wisdom is more than of a serpent,

Am proud of you my loved one,
let’s walk out in the sun,
And in sweet waters of the coast,
And remember our troubles no more,
better are days to come than gone,
The future is brighter my love,
Am proud of you my love.

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