Security
Never heard of
low-end population,
till now,
when low-end is cleared,
for security reason.
Shall we
consider moving,
before
being moved out,
for security reason?
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FM:)
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Home
Home
Home in Germany, my paradise.
In the garden once stood a friend’s plum,
My son’s cherry and my Christmas tree.
Black currants and raspberries, roses, yellow and red
Jasmine, lilac, and forget-me-nots.
Rosemary and Sage and Citronella.
And people I have walked with, hand in hand.
People I take to be close as family.
In days when I was young.
And now I am seventy-one.
They said I should go home, to my family.
For they were only my friends.
Go home?
Go to where my heart is?
Heart dear, are you still in my backpack?
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FM:)
♥♥
Mines
Mines
Mines, all scattered around.
Sleeping, like volcanoes.
No one detonating.
No one demining.
Some home.
Thank God,
Not mine.
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FM:)
♥♥
Thank God
FM:)
♥♥
After-quake
After-quake
Like an after-quake
A small fall after the big one
While preparing a bed for Maria
My long dress caught me and I fell
I fell head on and hit the window sill
On her bed I showed Maria
How I do yoga and stretching
I even demonstrated a headstand
Not knowing I would leave traces
For Maria to find out my head had been bleeding
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FM:)
♥♥
Push & Pull
Push & Pull
Almost every day
I push
mountains
Uphill
Some days I don’t
Some days I pull
Summits
Downhill
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FM:)
♥♥
Curtain
Curtain
Paris
13 November 2015 21:16 CET
Outside the stadium
During a football match
Bataclan theatre
Eagles of Death Metal concert
In cafés and restaurants
in the streets
Mass shooting, suicide bombing, hostage taking
137 dead 413 injured.
Father says to son:
They might have guns but we have flowers.
Son: The flowers and candles are here to protect us?
Father: oui.
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FM:)
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