a mother’s whisper



image is a mashup of photos and artwork of darksouls1, 41330 and PublicDomainPictures @ pixabay.com 

a mother’s whisper

the sad letters of empty pages
sit with me and my daily wages,
mother whispers from miles of hue:

back home my son they look for you 
on window sills where hang the stars 
that pluck the notes from your guitar,
are you this coffee memory 
across the table, across the sea? 
the frogs and turtles have come to pass 
to sing the chorus of the grass, 
to drown in rain of lines unwritten 
to wait for you pick up the pen, 
to write your blank letters on sad edges 
to read with me the sky’s pages


© said sadain, jr.  2018


I shall be away from blogging for at least a month, to drown in rain of lines unwritten, to sit on pages of algorithms. Until then, here’s wishing you good health and starry nights.

— Said, 23 August 2018 

boy wearing gray hoodie

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Fireflies: a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs



ヒメボタル  photo credit: © Tsuneaki Hiramatsu, digitalphoto.cocolog-nifty.com

“….a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs….”*

As a child, I used to chase and marvel at the fireflies twinkling in the night. As an adult, I now look at the fireflies as a glowing refutation of Charles Darwin’s theory of evolution:

Bioluminescence, the process by which fireflies produce light without heat, is said to be a very efficient process. According to firefly expert Dr. Marc Branham, associate professor of the Department of Entomology and Nematology, University of Florida, almost all of the firefly’s energy involved in bioluminescence is given off as light. Compare that to a traditional incandescent bulb that uses a lot of energy to produce light, while wasting 90% of that energy as heat released to the atmosphere.  Bioluminescence thus would seem like a very desirable survival mechanism for the human being, a beneficial mutation waiting to happen and to be preserved, much like the appendages of man that the theory of evolution would have us believe were the spontaneous product of natural selection as life evolved from amphibian to terrestrial.

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barren beach

green car near seashore with blue ocean

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barren beach

it is the ebb it seems:
the tide has left
tiny corals naked
like forever-dancing
pale-faced stuffed
under the glaze of
the midday heat.
the drought is settled
even beside the sea
upon this empty reach.

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the significance of being black or white

the significance of being black or white

black, some people believe,
is the murder of colors
and white, their liberation

while others claim black is
the acceptance of colors
and white, their rejection

but neither black nor white
can tell the whole truth
about the world of colors.

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blood moon risen


Total lunar eclipse over the Jeddah sky (is that white dot the red planet Mars?). Photo by SSJ, 27 July 2018


Total lunar eclipse over the Jeddah sky (is that white dot really the red planet Mars!?). Photo by SSJ, 27 July 2018

a blood moon risen,
is it blemished with my sins,
wounded with my pains?

© said sadain, jr.  2018 

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the falling ( a love story)

the falling (a love story)

he feels she likes him
she feels he likes her
past iambic convos
their arms brush electric
as armrest fades to clouds
this must be love astir
floating from their bosoms
flutterbies of light

and all 
the light 
to breathe 
to breathe

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elon’s basilisk


Above images are screenshots of some of Elon Musk’s tweets about his cave rescue bid. “Something’s messed up if this is not a good thing.”  — EM

elon’s basilisk

elon musk’s kid-size submarine is a no go
it’s quite too late for the rescue,
he could have been a roadster hero
instead he’s nursing a bruised ego.

he shrugs and smiles at any rate, 
the world is as it should be today.

he rolls up his sleeves above the hype
to pull out more of his rocket tricks,
he surely knows there’s more to life
than craven caves and dropping bricks.

the sun is generous, and powerpacks are rife 
he’ll down the coffee, and defer to the basilisk.   

© said sadain, jr.  2018

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