Spider Spider in my head the days grow short before I’m dea… so while we live and breathe and s… Spider, won’t you set me free. Spider Spider in my mind,
If I was an Afghan, whatever would I do? Bullets flying everywhere I wouldn’t have a clue! -
I’m sorry if my attitude seems som… I love this life much more since… but by the same degree to hell I o… and now I know it’s not the 'get’… I’ve come to understand, life’s fu…
Vivid light, Smiles so bright, Mangrove, Sea and Cotton Tree, A time I learnt to think in ways, My parents never taught me. I felt dis-ease with christian,
When I at last shall die, what th… the meaning in this world of men - the flux that formed before my wak… when from that tranquil harbour fo… to pass again thru’ terra’s fiery…
more paradoxical foolery..... I have enjoyed my senses for more… two eyes, a tongue, two hands - a… but I can’t see the noumenon you s… all I see is lots of stuff I make…
Faruk Asan, a very good man took heed from the great Ataturk - He came from the land of old Otto… by way of his sheer hard work. In Malvern he set up a kahvehane
I, once tested to my mind’s extrem… confounded by this life’s contrary… when I could no longer take the st… between my tortured spirit, flesh… Lost, self-subject to demolition
‘Life is Love and Love is all Cr… Words of more than lyric consolati… The heart lies in the place of min… Building worlds of singular invent…
Life began a caper - made me captain, seemed capricious turned captious, capped me in
The ancient seers knew the score in granite etched on Dolmen door with Spiral glyph and centred dot, such subtle pictographic plot. Tho’ cyclic emanations flow
words, however inadequate, are the best hope we have of connecting with others... so let’s choose carefully which to use - and I ain’t talking poetry!!
based on a West African folklore… Alone along a jungle track I heard a groan of agony, so terror-struck, with bow drawn b… I peered behind the mango tree.
A flight of fancy to mystical land in Arjun’ chariot I crossed Ram’s… to that cinnamon isle of gold-grai… —tear of Mahabharata On a palm-trellised beach I held…
I’m want to take the common straw lay strewn across the bar-room flo… ~ discarded, used to curse and sho… I’ll card it ~ scrape the thistles… Feed my loom run at a canter