Paul Desmond plays "Emily" - Monterey Jazz festival 1975

Beautiful

Spectrum sunset

shepherds bush green,

green green

You on a bench exclaim

Beautiful!

Hyde park corner

serpentine lake ,

Maverick birds

You clap....clap

Beautiful !!

Almost solitary hampstead park,

Willows drooping

You close ....closer still

a whisper

" I am happy....happy"

Rain drenched Southampton road

Kardomah with coffee

spoon goes round and round,

raincoat passion for theatre

brollies guard two furtive kisses.

Itsssss so beautiful.

Gold leaves on embankment

River Thames sing lullaby

inside the Tate

behind the lovers I find you,

a blissful hug

You say moaning

" Beautiful, Its so beautiful"

Motorway, eighty ninety..

poetical hair dance

with the wind,

Back to the bedsitter

wild with newly learnt passion

on the road,

Exhausted

You whisper in my ear,

Oh ...oh ..oh Beautiful !!!

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One fresh alive DEWDROP

carried by many many dead men

On the way to

the cemetery

thousand trees thousand leaves,

weeping willows bow,

generous turbulent sky

flocks of birds sing the

Mozart Requiem.....

" Beautiful ...you are beautiful,

in your laughter

in your weeping

in your life

in your nonlife

in your passion

in your stillness

in your light

in your darkness

in the silence

You are beautiful

in fullness

in emptiness....You are beautiful.

@ amiyo

I am O K

....HI, How are you ?

.... I am ok..

swallowing , evacuating

Egg roll, fish fry ,Coco cola ,white mischief,

continuous..

....Hmm ,you must be ok then

....That you can say.

receiving, evacuating ...cyclically..

urination, excretion....sleep and sleeplessness

Night , day , life death

Moving like a circle.

......Hmm Circle ? Whats inside then?

...... A grey emptiness.

.....living in emptiness with some meaningless

Shape of faces...Some social masturbation,

some dreamy intercourse,

living with impure divinity......

I AM OK....YOU ARE OK

......then ????

.......Then what ?

.......Then how do we exist, with what?

......Come my darling,let us shatter our

immortality, and keep the pieces framed.

.......THEN ????

.......Then to stay ok let us go You and I

to the meaningless market place

and buy and sell our dreary dreams.

@ amiyo

Jingoism

I am tired of Jingoism.

Like a tsunami its sweeping the whole

Nation , mistakenly called NATIONAL PRIDE .

All kinds of phrases , cliches are in the air.

I want to hear a sane voice to tell me

" please do not hesitate to congratulate the others"

The world does not consist of winners and losers only.

undermining the ones who have lost ( ? )

is Jingoism and a healthy society should avoid that.

Take me

For so many days so many months

we walked together

on the rain drenched streets

of our ancient city,

for so many days

we lived with so many

men women and children

only finally to bury them.

Please do not look now

somewhere else,

do not look at me and laugh,

Take me inside your cave

when the evening star sparkles,

and in the midnight bed

let your feet

touch my heart

almost bleeding

like the pavement stones.

vincent - michel sardou.avi