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text 2017-06-08 20:16
Blues and Bells




and yet no tinkling

in the breeze





this fragile beauty

holding such power over






I, like the bees

can hear the bluebells calling

alas they call not for me









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text 2017-05-29 10:35
The Rising


only mosquitos

rise with me today-

all that is left

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text 2017-05-25 07:59


under the rainbow

multi-coloured shadows

white is the hottest







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text 2017-01-12 21:13
A Haiku for Pilgrims




leaving all behind

except the footprints following me

-my own

Source: chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com
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text 2016-08-25 15:05

this cold night

the rain that falls is made of glass

crashing to the ground

no simple drops but jagged edges

and the leftover people

with emotional shrapnel in their eyes

watch as Miss Sarajevo waves

and her brave smile

among the fallen broken

jagged splinters


Sarajevo was always difficult to describe under the siege, difficult to get to, difficult to leave, In reality it was easy, because it was much, much more difficult if you lived there, and Sarajevo was your home. But it was difficult to visit, too, in different ways.


Part of "Winner Takes Nothing" over on the right, takes place around Sarajevo. It is free, at Kobo Books and Smashwords. Read it. I still don't know if it was difficult or easy describing Sarajevo. You will.


this cold night

in the silence before the mortar rain

she catches my eye


In memorium: 


Bosko and Admira


Two young lovers who won when they lost -

and dared to dream.


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