POETIC OCEANS 2

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Mother Tongue Going to UK Nottingham to be exact was a dream come true really, in fact excited to see Robin Hoods Forest n  Castle and birthplace of DH Lawrence  soon landed on historical Heathrow   expecting to see all English but was  utterly surprised to see, many Chinese no sounds of English but just Cantonese well, lets wait and see...said Churchill... waiting for passport I saw a blue turban  uniformed figure coming walking smartly,  suddenly he spoke  'Kaur e, Kaure ,aj gaddi naiyun aani'   Oh he was speaking pure Punjabi'' Oh am I really in England's London? I was beginning to have some doubts, I  looked around, late at night the lounge  was empty, this being the last flight, 'Chalo chalo' '(walk) someone said 'Oh  who is this speaking Urdu... now I was sure I was on the wrong plane which had landed somewhere in the Subcontinen...

Allah is the Light of the heavens and the earth, The parable of His Light is as if there were a niche, And within it a Lamp: The Lamp enclosed in Glass; The glass as it were a brilliant star; Lit from a blessed Tree, An Olive, neither of the East nor of the West, Whose oil is well-nigh luminous, though fire scarce touched it; Light upon Light! Allah doth set forth parables for men: and Allah doth know all things. surah 24:35 Al Nur (The Light) For The Glass The Light Passes  Descends from Poets United 'Her eyen grey as glas' just as the poet perceived them to be as if responding to the asking dark ones, she said,sadly sadly 'I am but a listed item like multicolored marbles in a glass jar,placed on a bar in a shop, for buyers like framed mirrors hanging in the malls reflecting anxious seekers rolling their own light and dark 'eyen glas' like specially cut pieces sharply pointed fixed on protective walls but as ...

cleared stacked and sorted yet returning,efforts aborted painful limbs strained back mind and soul under a terror attack' Ah' Papers in stack smiling sliding distorted ... leave them alone for a while take coffee soup or ' chaye' play a slow tune on wi-fi   but well, Oh I wonder why how does this happen I cry tears drop feet swell hairs fly' am I correct ? Oh English Dear why do you create this fear  Grammar error writing clear... papers I love and pencils more draw compose poems or prose keeping all nothing to dispose but soon the piles become miles high or low up and down they go it is all like a dump before you know papers piling ...teacup smiling... papers piling poems a calling... The clock..tis 12 ...my slipper... Poetry Palace ....I am coming.... Dreaming ....writing....falling

looked all around,  kept chawing not realizing that  my jaw was tiring- lor! just look at the floor makes me all sore O Lord please send me a  Markhor, to nibble away, and gift me a claymore to slash clean the rough  tough rubbish, enough Enough' I say It is warm, work heavy I am weary and sweaty Oh the vacuum cleaner feels loaded and 'meaner' upstairs and downstairs,hey  what was that? I sway the hose fell to disobey Oh horror, my clothes ? O machine' like the knave of hearts-took them clean away-there ended my chores of the day....

I Nominate Poet Alissa Meredith Jill Osborn Schapiro at Thursday Poets Rally - Week 80 - ~~~ My Valentine Poem O' Sleek Saggital Pointed Princess I admire Thee  O' Thou  essential elegant element  perhaps Herchel discovered Thee  in the celestial spheres  and startled even Great Quetzalcoatl' O' Impartial Modern Medieval Marker' I fully admire thee' so influential sciential,you have  great potential to draw the form existential'  O' Lead Laden Vital  I admire thee much In royal grandeur I hold in all colors behold" friendly social and above all nothing ever controversial O Pencil Princess I admire Thee' You are forever in my company