My Colored Hearts

Posted on February 14, 2025 by Karima Hoisan

By TanGora

My Colored Hearts

To the music “Cien Fuegos” by Johannes Linstead, my reading. Press Play.

(For all my colored hearts;you know who you are)

I love You,
my colored hearts, for everything that You rarely show…
for all those doors that close when people walk too near
and You don’t feel  like trusting.
I love how You unlatch your locks, when You hear my voice…
that opening click and You whispering , “Come in”

All the colors inside Your chambers,
my mutant butterflies,
all that music, art and poetry
contained in the mural of Your lives.
Purple-hearted wounded one,
the deepest blue of true,
artistic passion, complexly red and brilliant multi shades of You,
Your confidence and recklessness to be just who You chose,
so much more than meets the eye,
so much more than any title can construe.

And every heart has its passion its flower growing from a seed,
the need…
to find and make it work,
creating art from useless things, inventing poetry
capturing the tail of a jet stream,
or challenging those personal boundaries of speed.

Each has a hue that I cherish
each has a hue that I need.
You lace on shoes to cover miles,
pick up a brush, imagination and glue,
the teacher, coder, astrologer, filmmaker
edit, rewrite, redo,refine, re-fix…
speak in foreign languages to translate the matrix.

A bouquet of colored hearts,
gifted to me by the most generous giver
in the most ingenious way,
You make my words come alive,
You make my blood rise and ebb in tides…
You, You, You, You
my colored hearts.

Given by The Giver, who lays them across my road
one by one to find, pick up and hold…
Gathered  into this bouquet reflecting,
love and genius, the mercurial and ambiguous,
the long lasting steadfastness .

I place this treasure not on my table,
not on display
but way inside my own colored heart stretched wide,
to love and cherish
enjoy and share
the depth and the miracle
that defies defining who you are.

I just ask to bathe sometimes in each amazing beveled hue,
and contemplate the honor and the privilege
of knowing and of loving every single one of You.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Karima Hoisan
Feb. 14th  2013
Linc Island, Second Life

*An old one but still applies today 
with even more, added to the bouquet
Happy Valentine’s Day..”Day of Love & Friendship” we say in Costa Rica:)❤️

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Robin Saikia

Posted on February 13, 2025 by Karima Hoisan

A small forward. I love my WordPress poets. I have been reading many of you for years and years. Today, I want to share a “new” WordPress poet for me. I say “new” because a few years back I read one of his poems and was very impressed. I fell in love with his style and maybe felt “line envy” (pure unjealous admiration) for almost every line in his poem.
A few days ago, I rediscovered him and once again, felt that giddy feeling of admiration for his very visual metaphors.
I asked permission to record one today and he said Yes:) I encourage you to subscribe:
Robin Saikia
He seems to be posting a new poem every day and I always look forward to the next. You can find out more about him on his blog, but, if you like breathtakingly  visual poetry, you will love his.

“Salvaging The Bitta” I read it to my own music, “The Bitta” and I hope you enjoy it:)

You can read the words here: “Salvaging The Bitta” by Robin Saikia

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It’s 2025!

Posted on February 10, 2025 by Karima Hoisan

This is pretty self-explanatory.. To the music, “Chain of Fools” played by my 1st ex-husband and still a friend today:)
Dirty Dom Daniels (His stage name:) who has has never lost his wicked guitar:)
Turn it up..Dance!!
It’s better to Be Bop than to cry:)
Please listen and here are the words if you want to translate them…. but The Recording is more fun:)

It’s 2025!

Good morning sunshine
I can hardly wait to see
what new eye rolling insanity
you have for me.

Boppin’ down the highway of my day,
shaking my head from side to side
everything I see or hear
convinces me to hang on tight.
This is going to be
one big bump of a ride
into the longest night

While the chorus line in my head
keeps repeating..
You got to be kidding!?
When did reality rock and roll?
It used to be as steady as a  cement poll
but lately, oh boy .. you just never know.

Not even Dalí directed by Fellini
could conjure up  these whiplash scenes
of this surreal sitcom series
that everyone is watching like a car crash
you can’t stop seeing
I’m always light-headed
vertigo comes over me,
every time I  connect to the net
or watch TV.

Good morning sunshine,
glad you’re still coming over the hill
just like you did yesterday
and the day before
I don’t think there are any givens anymore
Just feels like we are all racing
to somewhere we’ve never been before..
I’m getting open mouth syndrome
and my jaw is in locked position
and my my poor strained eyes,
from rolling them day and night.

Boppin down the highway of my day,
shaking my head from side to side
everything I see or hear
convinces me to hang on tight.
This is going to be
one big bump of a ride
into the longest night
you know what I’m talking about ???
It’s 2025

Karima Hoisan
February 10, 2025
Costa Rica

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“Going Down…” by Karima Hoisan on YouTube

Posted on February 7, 2025 by Karima Hoisan

Hi everyone,

I have something pretty new and unusual to share with you today:)

Going Down is a poem/video for and about our Earth.

In every way, it is something very different from what I usually do:)

I felt guided (pulled is a better word) to make this film and write this poem.

It is a warning and  I composed the Industrial Music on Garage Band, to reflect it

Disclaimer, in a scene with a doll in a boat it looks like crosses are floating up. These are just particles being released from the scripted boat, and not meant to be any religious metaphor.

A special Thanks to Dale Innis who helped me create this world, “The Wizard” on Kitely Virtual Worlds and a special thanks to Kurk Mumfuzz for his many particles,  used here,  especially  the bouncing balls and the fog at the end. Please watch in fullscreen and 4K.Enjoy! Let me know here there everywhere…if you did:)

I will write out the poem, for those of you who would like to translate it:)

“Going Down”

You didn’t notice while you were sleeping

or fighting, or killing each other.

The Earth was sighing  giving up and

and saying ”it’s just too much!”

I’m going down…and she left her orbit

and let herself fall  to be carried by the tides.

It was almost  past the point of even  trying.

Earth’s entire population went to sleep

as they  fell lower, and lower.

They chose not to see reality,

this cosmic  drama unfolding.

The Earth was in pain,

but nobody was listening

The few that did wake up,

watched in horror

and felt too helpless

Lulled by pretty colors…

most  stayed in their dreams

Speeding into eternity,

ploughing through  the natural disasters,

which felt anything but natural to her,

Earth saw the small and weak

cut down too young,

the injustice of the haves

over the have nots

Earth felt the fever that was rising.

She welcomed the flood waters of the end

Every fire burned her, every bomb  broke her open…

Some might say.,

“Well  all that is  just on the surface,

the Earth can bounce back.”

The tipping point was when she could bounce back

but didn’t,

going down and starting over seemed the only way..

She let herself sink back into everything from where she came.

Mercy was the last word on her mind.

Karima Hoisan
February 7, 2025
Costa Rica



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A Pirate Story Part 2 on YouTube

Posted on February 1, 2025 by Karima Hoisan

Bonny Brave of the Belavar del Mar

This is Part 2 of A Pirate Story. Part 1 can be found here:    • A Pirate Story by Karima Hoisan  
I am a Pirate..such a pirate that I even plundered my own music and refurbished a poem to make this video.  Those who read me regularly might say, “hmmm this music sounds familiar”I did protest a bit, but in the end, my muse (as always) made me do it this way. Why?…well I hope you agree it just fits so well with the visuals and the ongoing Pirate Story. Please watch in 4K and turn up the sound.. I was proud of this track when I wrote it on Garage Band when it was just for the poem, now I think it has finally come into its own. I hope you agree. Thank you to Belavar Planiie, whose ship he gifted me is the Belavar del Mar (Castle of the Sea) Bonny Brave’s 1st ship. Enjoy and let me know.. YouTube Likes and comments are coveted:) and love to reply to comments here too:)

Here is the Poem:) 

It’s a humid balmy dawn after that last late night rain…
the vapor rises from the moorings; it’s now  way past dawn.
Tropical but mystical..it really does go hand in hand,
like you and I on the Believer del Mar
tropical but mystical, the reflection  of the sun on our face.

My hand slides up and down your skin, so smooth your marble arms
unconsciously; there’s crazy changes in my heart.
Let me sail with you, you are the beauty, Bonny Brave, you are my future pain.
I saw you in the past and now you’re here, but someday you will be gone.

Through all of this,  the insects keeping rhythm with their feet…
this entire scene, will trill away, like a dream once dreamed.
You  proved to me when all the elements are in place,
they can cause an event that will rock a world and bring it down
Before today, it was just a theory; now it’s way too late to deny.

The birds flap on high,  my heart almost stops when I see you smile.
But no, this is not the ending..  I do not accept we are being ripped apart
and I will shout it to the last star, dying on the morning sky,
“No, this is not the ending!” I do not accept we are being ripped apart.

My heart  knows the truth I’m going to lose you, one of these dawns.
You will kiss me goodbye and promise to never disappear  then take your last breath
like the waning night sky being eaten by the encroaching day.
I know I have this in store; it’s something that I’m waiting for.
I can see the future and in it…I stand alone.

Karima Hoisan
Re-edited Feb 1, 2025
Costa Rica

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Museday on YouTube

Posted on January 27, 2025 by Karima Hoisan

The Muse from Museday

Hi everyone,
I’m pretty sure most or all of you have a muse and know her pretty well.
This is my mine:)
I shot the scenes on my world on Kitely, Gino’s Butterfly and hope you can relate.
My muse encouraged me to write this very different music for it too:)
Inside YouTube, under More, the whole script is written out, so those who need to translate it can, or just leave me a comment, and I will send it to you. Enjoy in 4K and Fullscreen.
Likes and comments always welcome here and on YouTube:)



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The Return of Humanity

Posted on January 20, 2025 by Karima Hoisan

                                   Fruits, Flowers & Trees by Dale Innis on Midjourney AI Art

To the Music of Akoviani “Abstract” my reading of  the poem

The Return of Humanity

On the other side of that cloud bank
I think I see a rainbow
could it be, that changes will come down
for me… for all of Humanity.

I think that the universe has bigger faith
in us than I can see.
Pulling me up on my tippy toes, it injects me
with a bright vision of flowers and peace,
of hope in our compassion, of  bringing
back the word, humane to mean kind,
of setting aside greed
to take each other’s hand
and pull ourselves out of the grave
we are digging ourselves in….
every day.

We could trade in all the war machines
all the bombs, the bullets,  the
drones of death.. for seedlings and trees.
Can you imagine the changes that would bring?
No war , anywhere in the world,
just fruits, flowers and trees….
and the return of Humanity.

Karima Hoisan
Jan. 20, 2025
Costa Rica

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Holding My Breath

Posted on January 18, 2025 by Karima Hoisan

Holding My Breath

I’m holding my breath.
I’ve been holding it for months,
waiting for a ceasefire to be signed
as that would mean a stop
to the unending bombing to death
of men, women, and  children,
asleep in their beds.

When it was first announced I felt hope…
But… that night the bombing continued
as if to get in a few last gut punches.
Why has the bombing continued
if there is really a sincere desire to stop?

Why must children, wrapped in their flag,
happily exhausted from celebrating
the good news, the end of the violence,
the end of the bloody war
be found the next morning,
in the rubble of what was their home,
still wrapped in that same flag,
no longer a symbol of pride and hope and joy,
but a shroud for yet another small  senseless  death?

Karima Hoisan
Jan.18, 2025
Costa Rica

Footnote: I am shaking as I write this..

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My Pirate Story – Reviewed

Posted on January 15, 2025 by Karima Hoisan

I invite you to read a very well written and very interesting comparrison, by Adam Fenner  of my poem/YouTube, “A Pirate Story” to the real life story  of one of the only female pirates of the times, the infamous, Anne Bonny.
It is written clearly and beautifully and makes some very interesting points, I too was not aware of. I did not think of her when I wrote this poem, but I see now, through Adam’s analysis the uncanny overlapping  of the two stories…mine, poetic and Anna Bonny’s, historical.
Please Enjoy: 

A Pirate Story – Reviewed

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Space Tumble on YouTube

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Karima Hoisan
Screenshot

Shot from Space Tumble 

Hi all,
I went and visited an older build of mine on Kitely Virtual Worlds…. a space- themed sim and I decided to capture some shots with my camera.
This is the result…:)  I was fascinated by the colors and movement of everything in that sim, in a constant rotation.
Please enjoy the result. I composed the music on Garage Band and I think it goes really well.
If you actually read my credits you will wonder why I put Narration in…haha  I now wonder too as I decided to not use any:):)  Ooops!!
Please watch in Fullscreen, 4K and turn up the sound….and Enjoy!

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