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3. POETRY CORNER:

   COME TOGETHER (Anonymous)
   Where one man can survive,
   Two will fare well;
   Three and their Families will form a tribe,
   A thousand like-minds form their own Nation
   With Nature as the ruler of their lives.
   Brothers:
   Find your Brothers!
   Find your own piece of land to envelop,
   Like Minds:
   Share your thoughts.
   Let customs and traditions develop,
   Let respect be the medium of exchange.
   Let brotherhood of your minds grow along.
   Love your brothers the way you love your own self;
   Give our children paths to choose from
   That can’t go wrong.
   Come together,
   Oh brothers!
   Come together.
   Your life on Earth is just so long:
   Dig the Earth
   Know what comes of your digging,
   Learn the simple life of Nature –

   Relax,
   Let it guide you along

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

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5. POETRY CORNER:
   Remembering to Breathe (by Martin H. For Lee)
   You gave me
   So much
   And I took it all.
   I gave you
   So much
   And you took it
   ALL.
   But now,
   You’ve stopped wanting to take
   And I’m left
   High and dry
   Without my best friend,
   Son
   Brother
   Father
   Lover
   Partner.
   Alone
   And utterly numb
   Utterly cut-up
   Utterly alone
   I AM hurting now
   Not crying and letting it all
   Hang out
   Like you would.
   But I am hurting
   Deep inside
   Numb and numbing
   Took alcohol to bed
   That first night
   I hardly eat nowadays.
   I stare blankly around me
   With shutters shut tight
   To communication
   Forgetting to smile
   But remembering to breathe
   It’s over.
   I lie here
   Eyes closed
   With daggers in my stomach
   Cut-cutting and slicing and hacking me still
   With shutters shut tight
   To communication.
   Forgetting to laugh
   But remembering to keep
   Keep

   Breathing.

   

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   1. Remembering to Breathe (by Martin H. For Lee)

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   2. Beautiful poem. Breath taking. I don’t know who your Lee is but I hope soon your relationship can cum back in complete love–restored.

      I’m hurting as you and far from my home. Brought to a place foreign to me. As days go by I feel more and more alone. I cry alone. I shouldn’t even be sharing this. I love him so very much but now he’s more into his relatives and I feel, once again, alone. Remember the old song ‘The Sloop John B’? I feel so broke up I want to go home.

      Yet, I will keep loving him and do my best to drag myself from this melancholic state.

      I hope you and your Lee can find that place of deep love. We’re not out of deep love, but I feel as if after a few years of marriage were drifting and I’m so scared. I don’t know what I’d do without him. Die I guess.

      Don’t give up…

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6. POETRY CORNER:
   Waterbubble (by Martin H. For my uncle Nanne)
   Your eyes taught me
   About suffering
   You knew
   You were
   At death’s door
   And yet your eyes showed me
   How not to fear,
   But to accept
   Knowingly.
   Skin and bones you were
   Skin and bones
   Malnutrition
   You starved
   You were left to starve
   Because your body had no more use for food.
   Body rotting
   Your body was rotting
   And sweating that sweet smell
   Filling the room with the aroma
   Of death.
   But
   Your blood and your vomit and your shit
   Were always efficiently dealt with
   By the clinical women
   Who were paid to nurse you
   Day and night and day and night and …
   You had nothing left to give
   Yet while I held your hand
   Or kissed your forehead
   I FELT
   Your appreciation
   Your eyes taught me
   About death:
   “Don’t ignore it”
   They said
   “It will come to all of us, in time –
   Let this be a lesson to you:
   Live your life
   Love life
   Love yourself.
   ‘Cos any
   Minute
   Now,
   Like a waterbubble –
   We will

   Pop.”

   

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7. POETRY CORNER:
   Butterflies of Desire (by Martin H.)
   I want you
   I need you
   I suppress my need
   For intimacy
   With the real warmth of a real body
   For a look upon
   Sex
   On DVDs
   Cinema screens
   The internet
   Live! On Stage!
   In magazines
   In saunas
   In dark rooms
   Parks …
   The look of lust that’s in your eyes
   As you sport a passion that I can only dream of
   The way you lovers go at it
   With bodies like GODS
   Bareback
   Without shame
   With wild abandon
   Carefree.
   Your siren calls me –
   I kid myself that I am free:
   Days,
   Weeks,
   Months go by … your call beckons
   I binge
   Surrender
   Helpless
   Hopeless –
   Spend money I don’t have
   Spend time with faces I don’t know
   People whose bodies I see (but not their eyes)
   Just for a touch of your cold, cold, cold embrace
   I substitute make-believe
   (So unlike the real touch, of a real lover!)
   Leaving me spent
   Isolated
   Ashamed.
   I sit here
   Exhausted,
   Filled with remorse
   Sick of all my (broken) promises:
   Butterflies of desire
   Line my stomach
   Filling my cup to the brink
   Yet here I remain
   Ravenous.

   

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8. POETRY CORNER:
   Words (by Martin H.)
   Words –
   They fill the blank page
   Bring paper to life!
   Don’t mess with their power,
   Words can kill
   Can harm you
   Should they feel so inclined.
   And when that’s not enough,
   Words
   Playfully
   Can weave a spell for you
   Just you
   Only you, you, you, you!
   To make you stop
   Stop!
   And think.
   Words
   Caressingly,
   Can nurture you
   In its heaving bosom
   Give you eyes to see
   Ears to hear
   Smells to smell
   Orgasms to moan with:
   Ill-literacy
   Is like life lived without love

   A waste.

   

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