A green kiss with a smile from our balcony !

Thoughts of the day from our balcony called Worlds dedicated to Breezer.

                                            Worlds




           Breezer the cat

     Looks out intensively

     From the balcony -

     At the rain falling

     Upon the green earth

     And at a couple walking -

     With dogs and umbrellas.



    A door slams behind him,

    Turning startled -

    His mirror world is shattered -

   Until another universe -

   Becomes worthy,

   To enter - his dubious domain!





                  A translation in Nederlands for my complaining Netherlands friends


                    Werelden


       Breezer de kat

        Kijkt intens

      Van het balkon,

       Naar de regen

       Vallend op

       De groene aarde

       En het paar met

       Honden en paraplu's .



       Een deur klapt dicht

      En hij draait zich om

       Verbijsterd -

      Tot een andere universum

      Zijn aandacht waardig is !








     

Morning glory and the stone for our cat Molly (see poem below )

Morning glory( inspired by the Japanese )

     

                      Morning glory


       Oh every day you charm

      Us with your randomness-

      Your vibrant colour -

      And heart-shaped leaves!

Beermat poems and anecdotes -for Rob.

Conversation with a tree

           I said to the tree -

           You know I do feel 

            Kind of superior -

           I think, and I move.

           The tree laughed

          And said - my thoughts

         Are dancing in the

        Heavens

        And I run a hundred

       Miles a day!

Walls.

                                     Walls


              Lifetimes behind the walls

              That we have built  -

               To keep them out, and to

               Imprison ourselves within.

               The mind a maze or labyrinth

                Of fear-keeping reality away,

               Lulled on a Freudian couch -

               Or sparse "interrogation" room -

               Alcatraz- the Bastille, Belfast, Berlin.




                Yet in separation, insanity ensues -

                The illusion tremors- cracks, stone

                 Falls back to earth again-

                And farmers slyly take them home.




               Friends, the age of walls is over -

               Heir to a medieval day -

               Is there a wall at the end of space

               And time

                                to keep infinity at bay?