Showing posts with label Dream - Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dream - Poem. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Home farm Land





I guess it’s too late
to live on a farm.

As if I could buy a house!
Let alone land.

A place of my own– 
is what my friend sighed,

our someday dream,
our loftiest goal.


Today again I paid
to learn, watching

refugees sit and wait
for their bus, and asked


the doctor what the term
really means–


she couldn’t state
exact qualifications, 


just that for some
recognized reason,

a person had to leave
their homeland.


But, had a home,
and have a new home, here.


Or housing, at least.
More stable than those

that exist in doorways,
or under the bridge


in tents that spring up
like mushrooms when it rains.



And how they also pay,
if not in money. Life




is costly. At some point
we all get priced out–

a roof, a room, a house,
a home. When you’ve got nothing

to trade, to leverage, to sell–
it’s too late to live on a farm.

All that’s left is to work
in the fields that someone else owns.




Home farm Land





I guess it’s too late
to live on a farm.

As if I could buy a house!
Let alone land.

A place of my own– 
is what my friend sighed,

our someday dream,
our loftiest goal.


Today again I paid
to learn, watching

refugees sit and wait
for their bus, and asked


the doctor what the term
really means–


she couldn’t state
exact qualifications, 


just that for some
recognized reason,

a person had to leave
their homeland.


But, had a home,
and have a new home, here.


Or housing, at least.
More stable than those

that exist in doorways,
or under the bridge


in tents that spring up
like mushrooms when it rains.



And how they also pay,
if not in money. Life




is costly. At some point
we all get priced out–

a roof, a room, a house,
a home. When you’ve got nothing

to trade, to leverage, to sell–
it’s too late to live on a farm.

All that’s left is to work
in the fields that someone else owns.




Friday, February 13, 2015

Dream


Dream










I dream of you as a nightingale 


Chanting verses of love 


Whispering a greenish tale 


Of a world diving in temptations


The purest ones


The virtuous of all..

With grapes you're feeding my heart


With wine I'm sluicing your soul.. 

I dream of you as a nightingale 


Nourished with celestial love 


With hardened wings


Soaring above..


Questing a corner 


To absorb worldly love 


O Nightingale, weaken not your stiff wings 


Rotating in circles


Revolving in rings 


For earthly love 


Harvest never the heavenly joy..




Dream


Dream










I dream of you as a nightingale 


Chanting verses of love 


Whispering a greenish tale 


Of a world diving in temptations


The purest ones


The virtuous of all..

With grapes you're feeding my heart


With wine I'm sluicing your soul.. 

I dream of you as a nightingale 


Nourished with celestial love 


With hardened wings


Soaring above..


Questing a corner 


To absorb worldly love 


O Nightingale, weaken not your stiff wings 


Rotating in circles


Revolving in rings 


For earthly love 


Harvest never the heavenly joy..