My Bohemian Brother and other poems

O! My bohemian brother!

Dweller of a blue boat

A soft song perpetually resides

On the neck of your little vessel

You stand on the narrow deck

Coloured in yellow sun,

Fed on blue berries,

With a discordant beer mug 

And a murky laughter

You sing unawares

— a song without words

You don’t know me and 

We are civilised 

       — apparently

So I can only lisp in 

— "Hi ! Hello!" 

Although you know 

I celebrate our human bond

With each step and each breath

I take over the path to I watch you!

Don’t be afraid 

Move freely through the  night

See how the moon moves

like a graceful woman, 

coming  softly, gently each night 

to touch precious stillness of a pond  

Night is not an enemy

Night is friendly,

Night is serene 

Night holds silence in its lap just to nourish your soul

Breathe in the night airs

Cool your inner space 

Sit a little longer in the dark 

Hear the duck dipping its head into water 

flapping its wings playfully 

showing water skills 

to its new found friend 

Perhaps your mother was wrong

The night is not an enemy

Rectify the vision of your daughter 

let her find out 

Darkness is not evil 

Rapists don’t lurk in darkness 

They are afraid of the dark