A poetic short sword, to freely cut, chop or stab in hand-to-hand combat with my rats. (©, copyright, auteursrecht).
On this sunny afternoon
Standing in the garden
Under a bright blue sky
Looking up the bulky tree
At the fine green canopy
Body moving fluently
Feet tapping rhythmically
On the addictive hum
Of this yeke yeke song
That for days now
Hacked my mind
Inflicting feelings
Of happiness
You’re currently reading “Yeke Yeke,” an entry on Gladius Poeticus
5.29.12 / 6pm
Beautiful feeling dear friend.
5.30.12 / 5am
It actually brings a happy feeling 🙂
5.30.12 / 8am
made me smile soooo big. thank you.
5.30.12 / 9am
I added the link to the yeke yeke song in the poem for more addictive happiness among all of you, my friends.
5.30.12 / 9pm
When we let go of fear for the past, present, and future, we are able to see the beauty and symmetry of the world around us. Nature affords us a beautiful and powerful foundation to build our belief in ourselves and our world. Keep believing in humanity. Keep believing in what you do. I believe in you. Thank you for being fearless in your sharing.
5.30.12 / 10pm
Thank you for lighting my path with your kind, supportive and wise words. Fortunately we never walk alone.
5.31.12 / 8am
We all belong to each other 🙂
6.9.12 / 11am
it’s one of my favourite songs – lovely poem too 🙂
6.9.12 / 11am
Thanks for reading and commenting. Enjoy!
6.11.12 / 7am
again…I’m loving your poetry style.
6.11.12 / 8am
Thanks. I can do with your love.
Suriname
Gladius Poeticus 
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