A narrative poem from Frank Solanki.

Oh, it is excellent to have a giant’s strength, but it is tyrannous to use it as a giant.

William Shakespeare

An elephant told an ant, “You ride on my back all day, even I want to feel what it’s like on someone’s back to lay.” The ant told the elephant, “You stomp on my kind all day; even I would like to stomp and crush all others in my way.”

An Ant And An Elephant

21.10.31

Returned to fill time
But nothing rhymes
Bells just dong and chime
And I guess
The living world ain’t my place
No more than my silent grave.

One day you’ll tell

About everything you could ever want to tale
Of a lost past; days that never went so well
About dreary paths that made me so pale
Of the vast travels, leave nothing out I beg
About the faces: places and facets of the trail
We’ve journeyed near and far; ever on tread.

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April Fooled

My thoughts on the new month. From places left forgotten as extinct… Simply out to help us reflect.


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