To Have a War or Not

this question you do

not have to answer

to live together in peace

please tell me how

Sunny Side Up

It’s always difficult to know when to make the crack and how.

Whether to tap the shell slightly

with the right side of a sharp fork, or to make the cut

directly.

Here, are rains, leftovers,

the old rattle of a dog’s lead.

Mamma swings like Chaplin

on her back foot; imagines herself mighty

just as the Dalai Lama lets mosquitoes

gloat red with his blood

almost occupying crumbling hotel hinges

in Buenos Aires, these workers build their nests, unaware

that within each lies a queen

If you taste pepper flakes or chilli, you will be angry.

Tears in sofa cushions. Shut doors and silence.

He will handpick your flaws and grind them.

Found Poem based on extracts from Fidel Castro’s letter to President Roosevelt.

You have never seen her dance.

Browner than black and white, she is sepia.

“Two signs on a brick wall point the way.

Take it or leave it. It’s as simple as that.

The choice is only yours to make.”