landfall

Landfall.

 

Normandy, the day the allied landed,

should like the holocaust not be forgotten,

it spelt the end of a malevolent empire.

 

When landing crafts hit the shore, many

brave soldiers died before they could step

ashore on the golden sand of Normandy.

 

By blind courage and a will of steel many

soldiers got to where banks are steep

seek shelter and rest before carrying on.

 

This, a hard war, yet an honourable one;

there are times when wars must be fought

as we cannot afford let the world drown.

 

Dictators come and go, but we must not

shirk in our duty to face them squarely

and kill the darkness of their rotten souls. 

landfall

Landfall.

Normandy, the day the allied landed,
should like the holocaust not be forgotten,
it spelt the end of a malevolent empire.

When landing crafts hit the shore, many
brave soldiers died before they could step
ashore on the golden sand of Normandy.

By blind courage and a will of steel many
soldiers got to where banks are steep
seek shelter and rest before carrying on.

This, a hard war, yet an honourable one;
there are times when wars must be fought
as we cannot afford let the world drown.

Dictators come and go, but we must not
shirk in our duty to face them squarely
and kill the darkness of their rotten souls.

outcast

Outcast

Man with the cloven foot walks through the night, harsh and frustrated,

he was the result when a farmhand had intercourse with a cow… and

when cow a cold February day gave birth on a snowy field, people fled in

distress; the devil has been reborn they screamed and ran away.

 

The father of this obscenity hung from the rafter in the barn and bitterly

thought it had all come to this because his wife slept with bloomers on.

The child licked by warm cow tongues survived behind a hollow of a stone

and farmers wondered why his cattle gave so little milk.

 

Cloven foot, how could he hide from peoples fear and utter disgust other

than being evil and cursing mankind, he who had done nothing but being

a victim of a farmer hands unbecoming lust. Priests gave him the name

Satan, although he was never been baptized.

 

He survived wears a built up shoe to hide his defect, works in finance,

spreads mayhem and poverty. “Love me he says, and I will bring peace

but you must become vegetarians because i will not allow you to turn

my flesh and blood into hamburgers or Sunday roast.  

outcast

Outcast
Man with the cloven foot walks through the night, harsh and frustrated,
he was the result when a farmhand had intercourse with a cow… and
when cow a cold February day gave birth on a snowy field, people fled in
distress; the devil has been reborn they screamed and ran away.

The father of this obscenity hung from the rafter in the barn and bitterly
thought it had all come to this because his wife slept with bloomers on.
The child licked by warm cow tongues survived behind a hollow of a stone
and farmers wondered why his cattle gave so little milk.

Cloven foot, how could he hide from peoples fear and utter disgust other
than being evil and cursing mankind, he who had done nothing but being
a victim of a farmer hands unbecoming lust. Priests gave him the name
Satan, although he was never been baptized.

He survived wears a built up shoe to hide his defect, works in finance,
spreads mayhem and poverty. “Love me he says, and I will bring peace
but you must become vegetarians because i will not allow you to turn
my flesh and blood into hamburgers or Sunday roast.

tanka and senryu

Tanka

 

Roses like soft rain

Deluge kills them brutally

Fallen pale petals

Drowning in a pool of regrets

As rain makes furrows in soil

 

 

 

Senryu

Floor cleaners are

Floor managers, wear logos

But pay is lousy.

 

Senryu

A man from Timor

Selling flowers to lovers 

Lives on rejections

tanka and senryu

Tanka

Roses like soft rain
Deluge kills them brutally
Fallen pale petals
Drowning in a pool of regrets
As rain makes furrows in soil

Senryu
Floor cleaners are
Floor managers, wear logos
But pay is lousy.

Senryu
A man from Timor
Selling flowers to lovers
Lives on rejections

when meeting beauty

When Meeting Beauty

 

I read the menu at the restaurant looked up and saw

a pair of brown leg stretching up to heaven and thought

this waitress is from Senegal, as all beautiful women are

born there, a poor country which God compensated by

given the people physical exquisiteness.

In my old man’s confusion I ordered goat chops which

was quite apt for my unbecoming thoughts.

 When she served the food I looked demurely down

but did see her white teasing smile and saw her walk away

moving like a schooner on the high seas.

No, I’m not an improper dirty old man and didn’t make any

leering remarks, but it was a moment when I wished to

be young and be able to admire beauty openly and my

admiration would have been met with a smile….and perhaps

a chance of a warm embrace.      

meeting beauty

When Meeting Beauty

I read the menu at the restaurant looked up and saw
a pair of brown leg stretching up to heaven and thought
this waitress is from Senegal, as all beautiful women are
born there, a poor country which God compensated by
given the people physical exquisiteness.
In my old man’s confusion I ordered goat chops which
was quite apt for my unbecoming thoughts.
When she served the food I looked demurely down
but did see her white teasing smile and saw her walk away
moving like a schooner on the high seas.
No, I’m not an improper dirty old man and didn’t make any
leering remarks, but it was a moment when I wished to
be young and be able to admire beauty openly and my
admiration would have been met with a smile….and perhaps
a chance of a warm embrace.

burden of hasty marriage

Burden of a Hasty Marriage.
He saw her at the cafe she a cup of cacao and eating a cream cake,
he had a sandwich with cheese and ham. She looked up and smiled,
he knew she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Shy, as he was, still found the courage to get up and walk over to her
table and ask if he could eat his modest sandwich with her; she said
yes and they sat there in silence, just eating. Dimly he knew he had to
say something, but couldn’t but couldn’t find the words so he ate
the cup and saucer, the table cloth, serviettes and crumbs of her cake,
when he began eating the table she told him to stop. Ice broken he said
he loved her, she said she loved him, not to waste time they got married
in the afternoon. Found a hotel room and stayed in bed for a fortnight.
Made love in every position one could think of; they even forgot to eat.
Entwined they slept until a knock on the door, something about paying
for the room. For him was a welcomed distraction, got up had to go to
his bank he told her, two weeks in bed it stunk like a pig sty. Paid his bill
but didn’t enter their room, he was cured of love based on sex alone

workers day

First of May, Workers Day

The wind that blew cold from the north has slowed down,
First of May in the village and I hear silence speak.
Workers day, the smithy’s hammer lies idle on the anvil.
In the big town toilers are marching today carrying flags
and banners, demands equal rights, and work for all.
They will walk past banks, palaces haughty architecture,
that has no problem with… rights. Ah, this austerity and
now it is raining on the parade and the wind sneezes, but
on the green field I see millions of watery pearls and each
one reflects the overcast sky that promise nothing except
more drizzle. Yet it doesn’t deter the working man, it is
good to meet others drinks a glass of cheap red wine, eat
meat roasted on a grill, slices of homemade bread and
hope life will get better tomorrow.