Through your eyes of sweet folly,
I found, on a summer holiday,
A whirlpool of magical delights!
In the woods, birds ‘nests full with mint candies,
French nougat and jelly babies;
Hanging from the branches of the banyan tree,
Strands of spaghetti;
In the singing brook, enticing chocolate wafers!
When, at the seaside, you laughed heartily
Amused that the sand tickled your toes,
Wildly happy that the waves licked your bare skin
And, with bursting joy you yelled,
I discovered a man-child,
Yielding, warm, whimsical,
Aspiring to impossible dreams!
You built castles on the wet sand
Sketched with seawater our portrait
Ordering the sun not to set
Time to suspend its flight!
You weaved seaweeds in my hair
Bedecking seashells in the gray strands
Claiming that they were golden threads
That I was your queen,
The Queen of Arabian Nights!
At dusk, in the howling sea of Pereybere,
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A LEAF OF YOUR TREE
Of your tree so mighty
I am a leaf so green and tiny
Neither an apple nor a fig
I hold on to a twig
In winter I shiver and I freeze
In summer I sway in the breeze
Drenched in torrential rain
I cry in grief and pain
Scalded in the burning sun
I shrivel and I shun
A creeper I long to mime
My arms enlacing you
Heavenly heights to climb
My soul enrobing you
Loving her anonymity,
Her blistering salty regurgitations
Her irresistible temptations
He dances naked on her waves
Swinging his slender waist
Rolling up and down
In the morning light
Driving her out of her wits
The glistening tropical sea
Loving his audacity
His youthful feline beauty
Swells from within
Rises in a falcate to play with him
Diving together in her deepness
Rising to heavenly heights
In cheerful togetherness.
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The past is your lesson
The present is your gift
The future is your poetry
My poetry book SOUL POETRY was yet another opportunity for me to travel and discover the reading world.
It’s incredible and worthy to note that books have a precious place in the heart of the millennial, our audience today and tomorrow.
At the Kuala Lumpur International Book Fair 2018, I realized that it’s a great joy to witness readers, young and old,buying and investing in our words, in our poetry.
A TRUTH UNTOLD
Kaki turned sixty-seven last summer. Her children were married and had left home. Her husband, a retired army officer, was more cantankerous than ever before; a wife beater and a bully, he had no one except the docile Kaki upon whom he could vent his erratic and ominous temper. Kaki sought refuge in her childhood memories.
Alas! These memories were far from being joyful and bright. She recalled the often quoted proverb of her mother ‘out of the mouths of babes and sucklings comes forth the truth’. However, Kaki was a special child. She rarely talked, not because sometimes the truth is better left unsaid but simply because she was afraid. She was scared of telling the truth. She was scared of being accused of telling lies.
At an early age, Kaki became aware that she was endowed with a generous dose of acuity. She unwittingly…
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