Our Pledge

The Mountains feel

love eternal,

 

Blessed are the valleys

for here we dwell,

 

Call out to the heavens

the stars and the sky as one

 

Contentment awards those

strong of body and mind

they who seek the truth

of life eternal,

 

We, who seek out life’s dreams

fulfill love’s commitments,

and seek the pathway through time,

We are one with Life….


27 December 1977. California.

Sushi, Thai, Punjabi

What this City offers
aromas, bitter looks
foreign tastes

I don’t feel as if
I have sampled enough
during my stay
while I swam about
in this concrete pool
of humanity

My senses
honed and sharp
for the hunt, the chase
the capture of what to sustain
myself,

The deed done
The unknown being conquered
Having fallen prey to,

Pastrami Pizza
in the wilds of Copenhagen….

The Flow

The flow of the City
took me along
though I tried to fight the current
all the same,

The traffic
an endless stream of lights

Dragging the bottom
for lost motorists, having given
up all hope
of arriving home on time

I wanted
to be one of the few
who traveled the other way
with those of equal thoughts
and intentions, but alas

My course
not being of my own choosing
wrapped up in my destiny
chosen long before I walked
the highways and byways
of this life,

My dreams of being
a random passenger
or, wayward hitchhiker
even, a chance companion on the road
were swept away with increasing speeds
and disregard for others

The flow of the City
took me along…..

The Mouse Sneezed

The mouse sneezed
my heart ached
the stars in the heavens winked out
one by one
as the sun rose in the sky

Lacking a tissue
and someone to share my love
as the Earth turned
and the day began
anew,

The sun in my eyes
made me trip
on something that ran across the floor
while thinking of my true love
and shedding a tear

A sneeze welled up inside
a partially squashed rodent
lying on the floor
of some building

Not far away from
my love and I, exhausted
after a night of passion
watching the sun rise
over our lives

– over our lives…..

My Ice Cream

My ice cream melted
down the sides of the cup
over my fingers
and onto the floor,

I just looked at it,
wondering why there was a God
that would let such things happen?

I guess, those kind of existential thoughts
were reserved for greater minds than mine

Like the weatherman, the ice cream salesperson
-and the cleaning lady…….

The Floor Creaked

The floor creaked
my muscles ached
my eyes adjusted
to the morning fog

Just around the corner
the City of Copenhagen
lurked

I craned my neck,
and tried to see
the castles and towers,
-the City asleep,

The floor still creaked
and my eyes ached
and the fog still shrouded
my warmer intentions

Just around the corner
out of my sight,
the City went about its business
-while I went about mine

Copenhagen
a word, an entity
encasing its story, its people
while I lurked
around the corner
out of sight

In my own corner
of a City called
Copenhagen…