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 Mar 2019 Arif Hifzioglu
Star BG
In labyrinth of words I move,
jumping in a writer grove.
Lines of verse plant in my brain.
Sometimes, I do go insane.

With the chatter that I hear.
always sensing a poem near.
So I ground to write in day.
with phases I now will play.

Crazy no I’m just a sage,  
as I scribe on writers stage.
Star of self I share this day,
as I bow to all and pray.

That you visit labyrinth too.
Finding words its what to do.
Cause time is a gift you see
when one writes they are set free.
inspired by μπλε  a gifted poet.
 Mar 2019 Arif Hifzioglu
Star BG
I walked in field
loving nature.
It loved me back
as I picked fruit.
They said.
“We love you BERRY much.”
playing with words again
 Mar 2019 Arif Hifzioglu
Star BG
I walked through forest
looking for confidence.
Mother Earth showered
with barrage of leaf wisdom
They said. "We be-leaf in you."
Playing with words
 Mar 2019 Arif Hifzioglu
Star BG
I took walk in forest.
There was music in the air
Spruce Springsteen was playing
Song played...
Spring is almost here
Inspired by Peter Lim Thanks
If only we could fly like  
those that tweet or hoot
without aid of jet or  
parachute

For I sure don't like  
wings that boom and roar
just so they can take off  
and soar

Ah, to fly without petrol, diesel  
or fuel
Oh, to halt that taloned midair  
duel *

Birds they don't pollute  
the air
nor need they any airline  
fare

So if only I too could rise  
and glide
and let the wind be my  
sole guide

I'd be happy to fly all the  
way to 'em' faraway stars
if I was assured I'd risk  
no charring scars.

Flying without aviation  
formalities
I could be sightseeing  
many more cities

Ah I so wish to fly just  
like a jay or jackdaw
Then I'd fly across all and  
every border
For I'd know nor follow
no man-made law!

If only we needed no darned immigration pass or visa
We could have visited so many more touristy places
Say even the spectacular and popular pyramids of Giza
And we could have known different cultures and races
Ah, a stylish photo next to the leaning tower of Pisa
And return with exotica like a framed pic of the Mona Lisa
*the. Starred line refers to the amazing midair talined fight btw  eagles I watched on the telly.

My  profile pic is from the Internet reflecting this newest poem.
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