Rita Odeh
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that full moon-
a coin falls into the beggar's palm distant gunfire- ivy leaves creep along the old ruins Romeo and Juliet- the seat next to me remains vacant |
moonless sky-
military raincoats hung on a bamboo fence the parallel lines of the railroad tracks- missing you peace talk— the third crow of a rooster turquoise sky- the sunflower turns towards dawn |
wailing wall-
the priest leans against his own shadow crowded park- a couple hugs in my shadow waning moon- on her mourning dress, a white pacifier |
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not now, breeze...
the blossom's dream isn't yet finished standing in her own shadow... Lot's Wife on the path to the hidden garden... we find our song and sing it, our love and live it waning moon- an empty cup filled with the wind |
Mother's Day-
although I know she's gone, I knock and wait for the distant mountain to grow green Wolf Moon- hiding then seeking the shadows your flakes, snow, melt inside me... dancing flame at the gate... stilling my waves, I listen to the fluttering of inner butterflies |
cloudy morning-
a kite flies higher than its string passing between dreams as a butterfly... I start the journey that nobody can do for me sleepless night- the old pond absorbs its ripples I and you... a rose with a double bud, so close so far |
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