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kolembo

June 25, 2012

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Combat — Short Poetry

  ♦picture – Girisim Payaslim @twitter and Storify and twitterfeed♦ Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Combat, duranadam, peace, politics,...

Red Ink in two parts – or freedom when it comes – or North Korea — Short Poetry

I. A guy was sent from East Germany to work in Siberia. He knew his mail would be read by censors, so he told his friends, Lets...

Somethings can’t be covered — Short Poetry

Ad Campaign, King Khalid Foundation/Memac Ogilvy from Philanthropy Age Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Advertising, Photography, violence, women

Comment on …About Me… by welltailored — Short Poetry

I found your blog after you found mine first. Just a quick line to let you know I find your poetry lovely.

Incendiary — Short Poetry

  nice shirt, new Car, silver shoes, A good friend at the right time can be, A Banana, Full of vitamins and, More, Moisture than you...

Stock taking — Short Poetry

  have been, anxious, impatient, scared, mistrustful, average, hurt, and, badly dressed on occasion. I have been, generous, earnest, And...

Red Ink in two parts – or freedom when it comes — Short Poetry

I. A guy was sent from East Germany to work in Siberia. He knew his mail would be read by censors, so he told his friends, Lets...

Red Ink in two parts – or freedom when it comes – or North Korea — Short Poetry

  I. A guy was sent from East Germany to work in Siberia. He knew his mail would be read by censors, so he told his friends, Lets...

You meet your match in a lover — Short Poetry

  Flame. It has spread from Uterus to Pelvis, Throat to Knee. You meet your lover in a match. You argue over the movies he likes, Can...

Take me to your Leader — Short Poetry

  They talk a lot of rubbish. They don’t clear the streets quick enough when it snows, And get out of hand if you are not in it. Short,...

A robot for the elderly — Short Poetry

  so much to remember… Francis I think his name was- -is my grandson, But I left my glasses on the library table and, the lady,...

Could you love Frankenstein? — Short Poetry

  Back when valuables were, Sealed, In polythene bags and, Kept at the bottom of the freezer, So that after the burglars had upended...

I’d like a BMW or a Yorkshire Terrier — Short Poetry

  I’d like a BMW, With leather seats, And seat-belts for my Yorkshire Terrier. A Bugatti is impractical. I would like a Mercedes, -a...

So, health — Short Poetry

  And so, heatlh. And the discussion with mum’s friend, Who has survived beyond her, And is talkin about the evolution of mattresses,...

On dodging bullets — Short Poetry

  You’re in the hands of the driver or the pilot, And when you crash, You hope you selected the right seat, Left of the drunk man who at...

United Nations Environment Program — Short Poetry

  My father was a man, Fighting for butterflies, In a world telling him, It is not a mans job. I have wondered why the shame, Of a son,...

Arab Spring — Short Poetry

  It’s a revolt. A revolution. And in the name of God, they are building Schools, And delivering doctors, Door to door. They are...

Miss Understanding — Short Poetry

  Jesus was always in a hijab. Love is not a thing that we can take lightly, Just because it’s in all the books. The hijab is not...

Mount Longonot — Short Poetry

  Do you remember the climb? short or not, shall we not? Remember the trip up, Longonot, can we not, did we not? Remember fooling...

747 — Short Poetry

  He is munching on nuts, vigorously, Utilising the muscles he has. He has wonderful eyes, Hawk eyes, Wide set and is, Now eating a...