faces of my road

i am a cage

'I am a cage, in search of a bird.'

Franz Kafka

i am a cage

in my cage i hear

the bird sing.

i hum to myself.

i am a cage, inside,

sometimes i cannot open

when she picks at the mesh

i opened it

and beauty came

i cried

i opened it

and rats came in

gnawed at my bones

i opened it

and memories

tried to kill me

i opened it

i tried to fly

and fell on my face

i opened it

i walked on water

and lightning struck me

now i opened it

i walk with my cage

it is never far

can you help me

to bury it

deep in the forest of now

i feel so strange

it is ridiculous

to carry a cage

Pablo Picasso, dogs

dogs eat at the night
buried in the yard
they chase the moon in a pack
the white of their teeth
compared to stars

the windows close against them
iron bars in transparency

life closes against them

the morning will crush them to dust
with only the wind left
to stir them up

W.H.Auden,If I could tell you

Time will say nothing but I told you so, 

Time only knows the price we have to pay; 
If I could tell you I would let you know. 

If we should weep when clowns put on their show, 
If we should stumble when musicians play, 
Time will say nothing but I told you so. 

There are no fortunes to be told, although, 
Because I love you more than I can say, 
If I could tell you I would let you know. 

The winds must come from somewhere when they blow, 
There must be reasons why the leaves decay; 
Time will say nothing but I told you so. 

Perhaps the roses really want to grow, 
The vision seriously intends to stay; 
If I could tell you I would let you know. 

Suppose all the lions get up and go, 
And all the brooks and soldiers run away; 
Will Time say nothing but I told you so? 
If I could tell you I would let you know.

It's dark in here,Shel Silverstein

I am writing these poems
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.
So please excuse the handwriting
Which may not be too clear.
But this afternoon by the lion's cage
I'm afraid I got too near.
And I'm writing these lines
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.

the garden plays with light

Sela

leise singen die salamander

in den teichen der wälder,

die grünen gräser tanzen

im wind und im licht

in meines bruders garten

frieden , und die musik

der vögel ist wie ein chor

in der stille

ich bin von allem ein teil

und alles ist in mir,

sonne,wolken,

schatten und die weite

in die ich in mir

langsam schreite.

in schmerzen geboren

lasse ich nun los.

kein mann ändert das meer

noch eine frau das wetter,

was geschieht geschieht,

dies ist so, Sela

mr. cat

Bach, Air ("on the G string", string orchestra)

danse avec les oiseaux 1

stolen wth pleasure from a friend in fb

Auto-Lullaby,Franz Wright

“Auto-Lullaby

Think of   a sheep
knitting a sweater;
think of   your life
getting better and better.

Think of   your cat
asleep in a tree;
think of   that spot
where you once skinned your knee.

Think of   a bird
that stands in your palm.
Try to remember
the Twenty-first Psalm.

Think of   a big pink horse
galloping south;
think of   a fly, and
close your mouth.

If   you feel thirsty, then
drink from your cup.
The birds will keep singing
until they wake up.” 

There are two infinities, Franz Wright

"There are two infinities. Can't you see them?



Don't ask me how it works — one of star-sown space, and one of
      the words for it.



I only know it was like living twice."

Man creates beautiful sounds with a space drum ~

Asaf avidan and the Mojo's - Maybe you are

They met when he was in a hospital
he whispered "I ain't got no heart" into the room

She said "I'll make you smile again" and made an airplane
out of some pretty words put in a spoon

He said "I'll never see again
My eyes are sorta twisted inwards, deep into my throat"

She said "don't worry babe, I'll open up your jam,
I'll open up my pretty self" and laid down on his road

She said "how do you know? Maybe you are"
She said "how do you know? Maybe you are"
She said "how do you know? Maybe you are"
Maybe you are
Maybe you are
Maybe you are
Maybe you are

She peeled his skin away, so every day he'd cry
And in those tears he'd lie to find some peace

She broke from all his words, but she was made of mercury,
She'd come together later piece by piece

And it became a game they played, under the blankets
In the bed, pretending she was small and he was big

She became so small, he could lift her, body and heart and all.
He held her up naked, she was just his fig.

She said "how do you know? Maybe you are"
She said "how do you know? Maybe you are"
She said "how do you know? Maybe you are"
Maybe you are
Maybe you are
Maybe you are
Maybe you are

Silence, Langston Hughes

I catch the pattern 
Of your silence
Before you speak

I do not need
To hear a word.

In your silence
Every tone I seek
Is heard. 

April Rain Song, Langston Hughes

Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain. 

Dreams, Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.