נפתלי פרימור, שירתי
משורר צעיר בליבו ששירתו התפתחה בגיל מאוחר. הרגישו מוזמנים להשתתף בחווית שירתי.
שירים חדשים נבחרים
To my Lao-Tzu*
To observe I have to emerge out of me
Out of my time and place
I will need to ignore the given values of
The beauty and the ugliness
The bad and the good
The validity of wealth
And the power to posses
To appreciate
I need to be out of the context of desire
As a man I can't judge
I do not wish to affect his
I observe the work of the Creator.
August 5, 2011
*Chinese Taoist Philosopher, 500 B.C.E.…
Situation
It's a moment of the most
Dangerous situation
When a creature of a large heart and a brain
Says: I don't care.
July 28, 2011…
Palestinian-Israeli Chaos
They grasp each on to the other
No way to say who's feeding upon whom
To the watcher
They're one
No time out
No one can escape
No one can escape each other
It's Palestinian-Israeli chaos.
July 28, 2011…
LOST IN A STRUGGLE
I felt your words:
Please come
Enter my apartment house
Stay fit
Forget who you are.
I follow you
My vision sees us from above
What's going on?
Do you hate your stuff?
For me to take it is not to say
That I love you
Are we lost in a struggle?
Each of us had to take and to give
No one of us got it.
September 23, 2011…
I am many I am one
Each of the 7,000,000,000 people of today
Has his personal memories
Those are mixed and cooked
With his desires and fantasies
And are pouring out
Poems
The fingerprints of life
I'm many
I'm one.
October 21, 2011…
From Blue to Black
From space
The Planet Earth seems tame
She is blue
Take a look
Can you see a knife?
Being stuck in his/her back
Changing her color:
To black.
October 21, 2011…
Dance with the Earth
When you feel lonely
Abandoned
No one is there to talk to
No one.
Take a look on the Planet Earth
The blue angel that turns around you,
Stretch your arms
Hug the earth
Feel your Mother
You will be never alone.
October 21, 2011…
Avenues
In a hurry, continuously
Always on the move
Their faces look straight
Allowing no distortion, but forward
They have to get there
Successfully
On time
Their genitals on them
Relict
Is hanging on
Not in use.
October 21, 2011…
Before it became a poem
Gravity
It's a property of space
No one can escape
A poem turns to matter
Ruled by the law of physics
But before it became a letter
Or a word
It had no weight
Free to propel
Across space
To enter and to go
It was not mine
It could be in anybody's mind
No one claimed it
It had no weight.
October 21, 2011…
These Words Have Magic
I love the versatility of expressions
Only few are willing to read poetry
For them poetry is not convincing
As for me:
These words have a magic
They shield
Helping to overcome
There is a poem for every mood
Just read.
October 21, 2011…
Where is the Future
Where is the future?
Within the flower or within the roots?
The flower makes the seeds
The roots from the depths raise the flower
What is all the fuss about it
Surely there is a future in seeds
As they spread out
Each sprout will grow its roots
Plenty of roots
Beside that the flower is nice
Has color and smells
Take the flower
But the stem banded and broke
All seeds are gone.
October 21, 2011…