Wojja Fink


Wojja Fink Poems

1. A Patchwork Of Soul 4/16/2009
2. Colchester 10/7/2008
3. Confusion Of Illusion 4/12/2009
4. Dreamers Blues. 10/7/2008
5. Back Cover 5/10/2009
6. Comfrey Grass 5/24/2009
7. Empty Books 10/19/2008
8. A Tombstone In My Eye 4/3/2009
9. The Loom Of Time (Anon) 10/25/2008
10. English Rain 2/23/2009
11. American Dream Lingers 4/29/2009
12. Christ And Krishna 4/16/2009
13. Colours 4/13/2009
14. American Dream 3/31/2009
15. Electric Poetry 3/8/2009
16. Early Death Or Meditation 3/22/2009
17. Ballad Of A Lost Tongue 10/13/2008
18. Please Read My Poetry.. 2/23/2009
19. Don'T Read This. 2/25/2009
20. Kingdom Of Poem Hunter 3/28/2009
21. Tumbling Rain 5/30/2009
22. Counterfeit Blues 5/31/2009
23. Blues In Em (Transitional) 6/12/2009
24. Going Fishing 4/19/2009
25. Haiku 6/28/2009
26. Electrickery 3/20/2009
27. Please Read My Poetry...Again 3/27/2009
28. Teacher 10/27/2008
29. Tangled Up In Vowels 4/14/2009
30. Only One Is Real 5/1/2009
31. The Day I Met Nothing 4/29/2009
32. Going Hunting 4/30/2009
33. Streetwise 4/14/2009
34. Knowing And Unknowing 5/24/2009
35. Shakespeare Behind Bars 10/19/2008
36. Magnetic Muse? 10/12/2008
37. The Magic Theatre, For Madmen Only 10/12/2008
38. I'Ll Be There Before You Fall. 3/30/2009
39. Good Friday 4/10/2009
40. Even Birds Fall Silent 3/28/2009
Best Poem of Wojja Fink

A Patchwork Of Soul

I stumble on poets whom I’ve not before read
With visions of mountains to climb in my head
Old mysteries to learn buried deep in my heart
Viewed from a mind we’re a long way apart
But the mystery unfolds in a patchwork of art
Eastern light shines in the rhythms of men
Who seemingly travell and come back yet again
They say that it’s true there’s not far to go
If you travel light and forget all that you know
It’s a patchwork of heaven sewn through the ages
Sung by the poets and sat on by Sages
It’s a mystery of words with meanings revealed
When the ...

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Dreamers Blues.

Saw Dylan Thomas last night in a dream,
with a silver banjo and dancing queen.
Said, “ Hi Dylan how’s your luck”.
He said, “I’m leaving here fast in a supercharged truck,
there’s room upstairs would you like to come”,
Said “ I’d love to but there’s a war just begun
All the Kings men have turned into thieves
And make all the King’s women go weak at the knees,
Where are you heading, where will you go.

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