I used to be more complicated
Maybe took some pride in that
Now I just don’t give a damn
Take me as I am or not at all
I’m not changing
Basic needs and wants
Simplicity
Aging rocks in that way
Not wearing different color socks yet
That would be a problem
You always remind me
Of your faith in people
Sometimes I have to think about it
Then I agree
It’s all we have
Each other
We can get lost
Then found
Friends, lovers, strangers
It’s all possible
Thank you
For never letting me forget
Where I live
The heat is never on
when you want it most
25 degrees and the steam isn’t pumping
Waking up early, dog wanting to go out
But feeling the warmth of your body in bed
Snuggling in close to catch your heat
Just enough to face the cold dog journey
Back inside, dog mission complete
You’re still sleeping but the day awaits
It’s a long winter, plenty of snuggles to go
So glad they are with you…
Listening to Eastern Sounds on the turntable
Yusef Lateef
Master of outside jazz gone melodic
Follow me
Your connection, your vessel
To a time long past
Beauty wrapped in a Muslim cry
Long before the hatred began
Entwined piano and flute paradise
Out on the wing in solitude…
My Mom has been gone for a few weeks
The dust is settling but the finality is difficult
Not being able to pick up the phone and call
Probably hurts the most
My sister and I had a routine
She called at 5 and I called between 6 and 7
Now we call each other
Our bond always strong, now stronger
Mom never asked much of us
She was selfless and appreciated her kids
She only wanted the best for us
We always tried to do the same for her
There will be light one day
Now I’m engaging in remembrance
A little misty sometimes
Sometimes even a prayer, it helps
I pray for her to be somewhere with my Dad
Walking hand in hand
Heaven has collected her
Her journey now complete
The verdure that palisaded my arbour
In my puerile childhood
Is now parched
Isn’t it an apposite reflection
Of my cognition?
I am desiccated in the desert
Of your inclement people
Who deracinated me from my right for equality
And decimated my
Serenity
With snides and stings
That whiplashed me but could not
Break my neck
The air damp with your venom
Could make me choke
But not asphyxiate
Your autocracy
And your subhuman interest in
Caste discrimination
Are dehydrating my veins
And exsiccating my alleged South-Indian blood with furore
