A Poem on The Horizon, a Happy-sad poem
Coffee Break
Wine and Writing on a Cold Night
Here I sit, Rooted to a chair, Drinking myself dry, With my curly hair Here I sit, With wine in a hand, And pen in the other, Every breath a sigh, Every limb out of joint, Lost in a red sea of self-pity As my eyes stare down at the pages I seem to lose…
The Desert
A camel ride
To loves never lived– by Issa Dioume
I never held her head between my hands,I grabbed at mist and caught myself,Heavily falls he who has never had a fall,And I fell harder than a boulder into an ocean.Now, till she comes, loneliness... Poor me, Poor me! from hour to hour The heat of love scorches my heart,But she my mind holds dear…
Many Loves
Plants grow,Humans change,When the sky makes love to the earth,Everyone, everything, gets wet.Life is simple.Let's just enjoy ourselves on this blue grain of sand floating in a sea of darkness and stars.
Years
Suddenly years have gone by.Clear is the water flowing down mountains,As it was back then,Grass that was cut has grown again,To reclaim its shape, again,But you, amid this scene, have changedYou were unmarried when I left,We flirted, we could have been,But now several children surround you,Asking me, Who I am.
To be a Writer – Issa Dioume
Read in the bus,Read in the waiting room of an interview for a better job,Read while treading tar-black bent sidewalks to a less enjoyable job,Read from a hospital bed dressed in white,Read from your dank prison cell,Read in the dark and in the silence when no one can know you like to read in your…
World of Words
On the lies that pollute the truth.
Chance Creations
The earth is our mother,and we were birthed into a housewhose ancestors are the stars, the sun, the universe and more.At the end of a long chain of events: we are life.
Melting Dreams
A dream
