Series of Winter 'poems'

[judih]

Why Suicide?

why suicide?
why bother?
why the pretense that i'm worth the pain?

living is suicide
a one-directional moment
you begin, you know there's a finish line one day

why suicide?
it's all heading to that point


She Unrolled

she unrolled the turkish carpet
and found herself flattened in anticipation

walked on for centuries
looking up the ladies' skirts
into gentlemen's trousers

she felt the worst and the best of cobblestoned soles
she saw that all were the same
massive and plodding

the few who flew were saluted

she, flat and looking up
been so down it all looked up from there
gazed at the sky
waiting for a rush of salvation

Carpet Continuation

i enter the carpet
i look down
as i dance the dervish weave
my head spins the wheel

behind me stand thousands of centuries
singing a sufi chant
a heavy maniacal chord
a rolling through waves of aeons

again and again
and i twirl
a woven tapestry
my DNA locking fingers
with the hands of ancients

how weird the berry stained moments
the encapsulated charms
talismans preserved in embroidery
spells uttered without words

into the carpet of wisdom
face down, heart joined
wrapped in dimensionless time


judih
feb 2006

[Avery L. Breath]

Yeah, just like that.

Thanks Judih.

A~

[cenacle]

again and again
and i twirl
a woven tapestry
my DNA locking fingers
with the hands of ancients
wonder and dismay to find
it's always been this way...

[judih]

yeah

[Maïwa]

:lol: great stuff judih, thanks for sharing :lol:
loved Carpet Continuation ....

Cheers,

[judih]

a warped window on Konya
turkish delight
my finjian spilleth over