Big Triku ‘The River’

Gradual hidden

mass scouring rocks – strong sunlight

flashing over black.

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The world gently bends around

the silent water, my energy

draining down to the darkness.

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Delicate branching

fractals crossing land, pouring

softly to the sea.

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Note: this poem is a spin off concept from the poem ‘Swept Away’ (Menu, 2018, Poems, Swept Away)

Big Triku ‘My Challenge’

Towering mountains

reach too high to see. Standing

before them – just me.

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Yet sunlight cuts the mist and

I see others standing near. My doubts

disperse, my path is now clear.

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We shall climb as one.

And we shall not turn nor stop

until it is done.

The Bee

(A poem from childhood)

A mile from land, a mile at sea, with gently heaving sails,

a yacht sailed on with water trickling underneath the hull,

the water’s glare’s so strong it’s stronger than the sun at sea,

and in that lonely moment, suddenly, was it a gull?

Some wondering thing, a fragment from another world, a bee!

A mile from land, a mile at sea, sky streaming white mares’ tails,

a solemn, melancholy bee that followed unknown trails.

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