faraway granny

Photos of children from afar
Make them seem more real
my mother's conundrum
when she saw my offspring
was of the same caliber
As when I see my grandkids
they are alive and growing.
in my brain they live
their own existence
imaginary and real

what is reality other than
a true phantasy of
being part of their lives

Socks

Socks under the tree
For everyone to own
To keep toes warm
Is my treat this year
Dumbledore's dictum
'You can never have
Too many socks' I live by
Maybe some recipients
These will regret to which
I'll say 'Oh Shucks'.

A Holiday celebration

Coming soon the day of feast
cutting up three ducks or two geese -
help I have to cook them first
before the guests will die of thirst
and hunger oh no here I go
a Seussian poem of sorts
crazy little gifts of naught
but as long as the idea
of a holiday without fear
enters everybody's mind
my feat will be just fine.

To Malala

Education is everything everywhere
and with education comes peace
piece by piece brick by brick
will education bring all kinds
of openness and curiosity
towards your fellow human beings
this is your hope and mine too
it should be everybody's wish
accepting differences and diversity
however all the buzz words are for naught
if we do not start with our own
and surely educating people of
not using guns but schools is
too scary for the backers of wars.
Lots of money go into education
the rewards are slow in coming
whereas the warmongers and sellers
of the finest weaponry get instant
gratification - forgetting
that education built the guns.
If guns could build education
would that not be something to strive for
instead of war and heinous strives?

10 minutes

Ten minute- poem today
it is all I've got
what if it was all the
time I had left, what to do, but
to text my loved ones
and tell them -
I love you
I tried to do the best
I could and you will stay
with me for another 7 minutes
after which I shall stop
to exist
sadly we rarely get that
change at the end
so before I go
I just say thanks
and l o v