If I Could Speak to Africa

If I could speak to Africa,
in a language all their own,
I'd tell them to use
the "holy books"
for fuel
and treat each other
as holy
instead.

12 March 2017

SUNNING TO VALPARAISO

Wearing only hat
and sunglasses,
ma-te in hand, I sit
on a chair on our
starboard-side balcony,
facing the sun.
As we head for our
port of destination,
Valparaiso, the surface
of the dark Pacific
is shimmering,
molten silver.

12 March 2016
(A Facebook memory, about which I had forgotten.)