GEORGE ONSY

GEORGE ONSY

A DIALOGUE WITH MY CREATURES

I was going to write a poem
But my words got bored
They revolted
They moved … they jumped
They ran away from 
All circles of meanings,
Getting unbound .. unfolded. 
Their letters got loose,
Expanding … stretching 
On the white horizons
Of my painting board,
To become long lines 
Entangled … interwoven
By the heat of passion
Until they form shapes 
Figures and bodies …
And so, you, 
My dear creatures, 
Have come into existence
To share my life.
Just be patient!
For I will write you 
Many poems
As my Beloved had done
Before He brought me
Into being.

George Onsy- Egypt ©2016

TO MY BODY

O my body,

I’ve always accused you

Of being my soul’s flesh-cage

Now, enjoying

Body-spirit-soul harmony,

I should turn this page.

Even when hovering desires

Keep seeking in your heat

Their secret nest,

The redeeming divine LOVE

Will help me pass the test.

Yes, my whole being

Is now soaring above

All sublunary things

And I will eventually find

What you have been hiding;

Two blooming wings.

George Onsy - Egypt ©2015

WHEN I LEAVE THIS WORLD SHALL I LOOK BACK? - 6

When I leave this world

Shall I look back

To see my body?

It wasn’t perfect

Nor beautiful …

Neither huge nor strong

Nor sacred …

Nor even pure.

Yet, oh!!

How desperately you wished

Your deep warm heartfelt

Dwelling ... in there ...

Would endure!

c2016

GEORGE ONSY