Series of poems written in Istanbul on July 2009
Flow Game
Being on board
being on the board
of the boat of life and love
Living the intensity of feeling the longing for someone who is yet not gone
And so we traveled on Ahmet's boat
acroos the Golden Horn.
Tears of surrender
to the magic of time and the mysteries of our unplanned life
Melancholic singing of a man apart from his land, his roots, his source
Living on board
being led by the swing of the tied of the Bosphorus
Dormant pain kept by the strength of the raki
Latent wounded and lonely heart
Longing for affection
One touch, one smile
just the tone of the guitar strings resonating
And we sang:
"Everybody need somebody to love!"
The boat going round
Us three dancing
as the waves dance when meeting the stones at the shore
White bubbles
transparent, sweet and salty
filled with compassion and love
flying on the air
towards the full moon
Round, big and undiscriminating
as the Humanity that lied within the hearts of all.
(with much gratitude to Ahmet, an old black sea sail man for having trusted his heart and home to me, hosting, cruising and singing on the Bosphorus. And Luke for trusting the trust of my yes)
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