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:)
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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:)
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Thank God
FM:)
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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:)
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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:)
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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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Bitter Sweet
Bitter Sweet
Since it comes from a bitter gourd,
You would expect it to be bitter.
You may expect it to be brown.
But red like a cherry tomato?
A seed gently sweet?
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FM:)
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Bitter Cup
Four years have passed. If I had not looked up my logbook, I would not have remembered what this bitter cup was.
Super Typhoon Haiyan had attacked the Philippines. PFTC, Our fair trade raw sugar producer in Ililo was hard hit but they were still distributing relief and shared aids received with the people affected in the area.
Kablon Farms, our cacao producer in south Mindanao, was not affected but they generously decided to spend their Christmas party money for the year on relief in the northern part of the island.
Our fair trade producers, loving and caring people to salute to.
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FM:)
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Dance _ by Hector Hinojosa
I’ll sing
I’ll dance
Under the Moon.
I’ll dream
Goodnight Moon
Fanny-Min Becker 
Dance with your dream
Sing to the moon
Sleep in her beams
Till dawn at noon
Dance with your dream
Sing to the moon
Sleep in her beams
Till dawn at noon
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FM:)
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FM:)
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