GEORGE
ONSY
TO EVE EVERYWHERE FROM
ADAM OF ALL TIMES
It took you God
More than just one
rib
To form her
structure
So tender, so
fancy
To let my
impossible dream
Step out of the
realm of fantasy.
It took you God
More than just one
rib
To answer the yearning
of my heart,
Modeling this
living piece of fine art.
But God, did you
really take only one rib,
Altering my whole
anatomy, promising
To put instead,
pleasure in place
Of loneliness and
agony?
Yes, God, you did
take that one rib,
Filling its gloomy
void
With
strawberry-red flame of fire
That when I just
woke up
I found no name
but called it “desire”.
Thanks be to you
God!
For throughout my
whole life
She waves
wondering
Between reality
and myth
And without her,
my so-called life
Would have the
very taste of death.
O God, if you had
not done it
I would have taken
My very heart out
of my core
And held it up,
asking:
And this, God,
what is it for??
George Onsy
© 2012
In memory of
violence victims everywhere
TO THE BLOOD
O blood,
I wish you had
A sound
To crack the
silence
Of conscience’s
Sleep profound
O blood,
I wish you had
No color
Reminding me
Of a flower
Once given
By a victim
To his lover
O blood,
Others’ or mine,
Stay on earth
To draw clear
A long-awaited
Red line.
George Onsy
© 2014
In Memory of the
Little Child Found Dead on the Seashore
THE SEA DEFENDING HIMSELF
No, no, not me!!
It’s not me!
Who could do
Such a horrible
thing
For whatever
reason
It may be
It’s not me!
It is a creature,
Who calls himself
‘Human being’,
Who did it,
Didn’t he??
It’s not me!
Who made of myself
A refuge for
desperate
Souls fleeing a
graveyard
That’s once been
A dear homeland
Have you
forgotten?!!
I’m not the
harbor,
I’m the sea.
It’s not me
So, I’ve just
Thrown him up.
He never belongs here,
I’m only trying
To set him free.
It’s not me!
For if the deluge
Of innocent blood
Ever stains
My loyal blue
I would turn my
water
Into tears to stay
Forever the sea
You wish to see.
George Onsy
© 2015
On Divine Love
To God ….
YOU ARE LOVE– 2
You are love
And so it happened
That you formed me
Out of the
bottomless
Abyss of
nothingness
With your vision
Of a divine poet,
With your hands
Of an almighty
sculptor,
With your fingers
Of a harpist
Of eternal
melodies.
Oh, oh, how I love
The miracle of art
I’ve come to be!
George Onsy
© 2014
YOU ARE LOVE – 4
That’s why
You so wished to
have
Human arms to hug,
Human lips to
kiss,
Human hands
To tenderly touch
Wiping off all
tears,
And a human voice
To whisper
promises
Of life eternal.
© 2015
George Onsy
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