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Drowning

To the desert man
Nothing is more incomprehensible
Than the fear of drowning

In a vast ocean of water

He would rather stay grounded
On the shore
And retain his sanity

Than flee to safety.

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Tribute to Frank Herbert's Dune
Courtesy of Magpie Tales

A burst of sunlight

Often

Drudgery weighs you down
Nothing seems to be right

Coupled with trudgery
Life, a vicious cycle

A series of misfortune

Chin up and look around
Look for the light

At the end of the tunnel
Around the bend

A burst of sunshine awaits you.

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Inspired by the magpie tales no 94

The Waning Days of Fall

Leaves sway and fall

gently to the earth

And the wind whispers,

Come away with me.

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written for the Thursday Think Tank

over at Poets United

Sekar Budaya Nusantara

In the mirror, I hide from all eyes except my own. Only I can set me free. Free to embrace my past, my inheritance, my legacy. I am Srikandi.

Summer has no hold
over my restless heart
I seek the dance

The world has passed me by. It chases images, I chase dreams and the two are never the same. Sometimes I forget and I drown in limpid pictures.
I am Mutiara Hati.

The hikayat
calls me to return
to my art

Sacrifices must be made. Time. Place. Demands that must be phased. All shall mean nothing if I do not listen. To my heart. I am Suara Hati.

The pantun sings
But no one listens
Except the waves

The legends must be told. The audience must be awakened. For as they sleep and eat and play, their legacy fades away. I am Penglipur Lara.

The gamelan whispers
Upon brass instruments
The musicians long gone

Long gone...

Listen...listen to the words carried by the gentle sea breeze to your doors. I am here, let me in. I am your Srikandi.