Fini Lokke

Fini Lokke Poems

A painting of a violin
should be a violin itself
for light to play it's gone.
Within yourself you paint a violin that's gone,
...

What I will not forget
is blows resounding on the bow
of the Atlantic liner 'Stockholm'
going westward to the open ocean
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I may have tried to understand the wind
as if it told me something in particular,
but suddenly I find it tedious, in vain,
the way it comes and goes, and always is the same.
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Staying to find what's new to life
makes me begin right where I stand.
There I see birds coming to the sea
as if exchanging views
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Neither day without the sun
nor night without the stars,
neither country without town
nor citizen without the law
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If I would simply print an alphabet
I literally were analphabet
On the other hand poetic license
might be held against me if I didn't
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The Best Poem Of Fini Lokke

Violin

A painting of a violin
should be a violin itself
for light to play it's gone.
Within yourself you paint a violin that's gone,
and wonder why a silent thing
awakens memories of other times
you never knew yourself.
Those times when violins were built
to meet demands for sweeter sounds
than life could offer at first sight,
hopes for the world to come.
A distant sound from within time,
imagined but to you as real
as the word you used to tell
what sounding board is for: it's soul.

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Dead Angel 19 March 2007

Hi fini surprised to see another fini Have a gr8 writing

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