Monthly Archives: October 2018

When I Fall Asleep…

Posted on October 30, 2018 by Karima Hoisan

When I Fall Asleep… When I fall asleep, I don’t remember my dreams of better days: The ones of my youth when hope was sewn into my chest with steel threads, When I believed all the shades of grey, that … Continue reading →

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Even a Vampire Has a Heart…Sometimes

Posted on October 24, 2018 by Karima Hoisan

(In The Spirit of Halloween)🙂 Even a vampire has a heart… sometimes. We don’t need to drain Every cat in the woods… Now and then we take them in and make them pets, and yes…put silly hats on them for … Continue reading →

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The Library Has Come Undone

Posted on October 23, 2018 by Karima Hoisan

The Library Has Come Undone So many words about tears, about awe, about love, I named each grouping, calling them poems. Yet today, some poems and their words are lost in a mind of too much time.. so many fragmented … Continue reading →

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Creation

Posted on October 14, 2018 by Karima Hoisan

I am so happy to announce that our (a joint building/scripting project with Dale Innis) is here to experience! I don’t want to say too much about it, because you should just ride it and live it yourself. It is … Continue reading →

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Waiting To Be Seen

Posted on October 13, 2018 by Karima Hoisan

Here is another older one from 2008 Waiting To Be Seen ********************************* Leaf of the red rose passed over and stripped down, to force the blooming crimson glory in the crystal vase, her tight fit gown. I stared deeply at … Continue reading →

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At The Cemetery

Posted on October 9, 2018 by Karima Hoisan

Here is one from 2007..even though it’s older, it’s mine:) At The Cemetery Little dark-skinned urchin in barefoot glee

 finds a small cool ceramic floor

 to execute her soft tap dance.

 A raggedy undressed doll, swings from her hand

 as … Continue reading →

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