I saved a spider's life
one day when I noticed its arms thin and slim and fragile looking on the white hand washing bowl. I grabbed it away with a towel, a paper towel, kept it there alive, safe from the running water. I saved a spider's life one day, and I hope it remembers, though it does not matter as long as I remember. I saved a life, to whom I can say hello later today, and tomorrow. J.GJ. November 25, 2019
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I live my life
in poetry I cannot remember a difficult time I did not rely on it for finding me for listening to my voice for making sense of loneliness presence others life. Thank you! J.GJ. November 25, 2019 I thought
Nobody could see my mind I thought Freedom is in my thoughts. Thoughts I held them for me, protected. Then in that silence I drowned. I came up swimming screaming. Eureka! My body is what they cannot control, my actions. My freedom was locked in thoughts And the key was being out, with my body. In action I rose. I learned Freedom was in doing, with my body for my body of which my mind was a part. Eureka! J.GJ. Dec. 26, 2020 Streams of tears
To push the boat Into rapids and waterfalls deep. Rivers of sweat To float the sails Into splashing and smashing seas. Oceans of piss To drain the bucket Into spongy springs underground. Can I moisten With a mist of blood lava The milky juices Of my icy cocktail, To melt my glacier And fill the glass With my clouds' heaviness, Or spill acid rain? J.Gj. June 16, 2020 Shikoj deboren qe bie
Po nuk jam atje Tek floket e bardha Me duhet te shkoj Me to te udhetoj. Por me humbin, I humb nga syte. Kembet nuk kercejne dot, mbi disqet e bardhe dredha dredha mbi akullin e bardhe te qendisur imet. J.Gj. 17 Nentor 2019 Ndoshta kam harruar
Litaret, ato per tu hedhur, ato per tu lidhur, ato per tu varur e ndoshta per te shpetuar nga mendimet... J.Gj. 17 Nentor 2019 Don't question me!
Don't you dare, Tell me What I can and I cannot! Don't doubt me for a moment! I will become a beast, a dragon, fire-breathing terrifying one, And somebody will regret, having me awaken, with that strength and that new meaning! If dare you will, don't you dare. Of me, For both, I care! J.Gj. November 2019 I'm looking for that
Community of joyful spirits Where you Drink joy Share joy, Bake joy Shake joy, Flip joy And Dance joy And glasses full You empty joy In souls of emptiness Finally full Till a joyful sleep... J.Gj. November 17, 2019 The rain is gone
No flow of water By the road side But the sparkling Goblets and droplets Still there Hanging on To the branches The brown thin branches Under the cold Rays of sunshine Half in shadow With one bright side Still there Crystal clear rain droplets Full of bright And there... J.Gj. November 2019 Crystal adorned branches
Dripping thin branches Brown chocolates branches In small goblets Droplets of water Sky tears Or simply relief sprinkles... From a heavy day... Bubbling streets Gray reddish pavements In flowing waters And under shocking Brief car tire interruptions. Floating bubbles Popping bubbles Breathing streams Boiling feelings In a shower With endless circles Moving on the surface Of reflective liquid And fluid souls Of a gray day. J.Gj. November 27, 2019 |
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