some dreams come true

SOME DREAMS COME TRUE

Not all dreams come true True are some dreams Some like formula 1 races Jaguars are hunting Not that giraffes and zebras easy prey You see when traveling fast Your grandma and strangers Look like dots far away Till smell of blood and tires But this poem is not about cars What’s so enchanting Uplifting moments No mass killings we call wars When humans are dots Reason shall triumph some day Here is some good news Triumphant trumpets marching All wars banned Joyful gorillas in air Bursting with pride Some can’t believe Jungle without homicides Some dreams come true Feels so marvelous Never ever awaken me Let us evolve Let us be Let sun rise for reason

This delicious life

This Delicious Life

 

Sometimes I surprise myself

For enjoying wine

I ask myself

Why fear rules the earth

I worship  freedom

Dancing naked at midnight

The moon my friend

This delicious life

I cherish so much

Symphony of crickets

Whispering waves and wind

Let me sip coffee

Thinking and thinking

This delicious world

Smart thieves in charge

Thieves or no thieves

Love this marvelous life

mountain of love

 Mountain of Love

In loving memory of Zerrin Bolukbasi

                                                     Salerian AJ photo /V and Bolukbasi Z sculpture-Love

 

This fabulous mountain

Far away and nearby

Like loving emotions

Stretching till they snap

But you want to find love

Not hear mountain tales

Not ancient love

Here and now

Not tomorrow or yesterday

Fresh raw fire

 

Some say

Only time can measure

No simple  bonding test

Gifts flowers pledges say little

Like the mountain

When snow comes

Watch the mountain

Let snow come

Blizzards of white beauty

Ice Age talking

No pillow chats

No fireplace or hot ashes

You will know

Does the mountain change?

hagia sophia survey

 HAGIA SOPHIA SURVEY

 

I did a  survey about Hagia Sophia.

 I was curious to find out whether there, would be enough public interest to promote organized efforts to maintain Hagia Sophia as a museum . Out of 98 people who received the survey only three people responded.

 In essence this mini survey suggests ,in general people don’t care about what happens to Hagia Sophia and whether it is a mosque or a museum.

Hagia Sophia

                       Does  Hagia Sophia  Matter ?

 

Should we be concerned about the recent conversion of Hagia Sophia to a mosque in Istanbul in July 2020?

 The answer I suppose may prompt other questions ; Should we respect diversity, be sensitive to differences and promote tolerance and equal opportunities of all people?

 Should we respect the beliefs of all humans and suggest nothing which might imply that one individual is superior to another on the grounds of age, gender, race, ethnicity, culture, religion, sexual orientation, disability or health condition?

 Should we promote public expressions free from bias, stereotypes, slang, reference to dominant culture and/or cultural assumptions? 

 History suggests,  selective forced conversion of minority populations to Islam, selective forced castration of African slaves to work as servants at the palace harem, were common operational practices in the Ottoman era that lasted six centuries until the establishment of modern Turkey in 1923.

 In essence if respect and tolerance of all human lives, believes and cultures matter, conversion of Hagia Sophia to a mosque is not good for humanity. 

before you wake up

 Before You Wake Up

For Selin Saleri

 

You may wish to consider

Surrendering to pain

Never losing soul

Grieving in gutter

Not relinquishing hope

Inside prison walls

Taming rocks to feel

May bring you solace

For nurturing Hagia Sophia spirit

 

Find peace never felt before

But make sure

This is not a dream

Remember

Life imitates dreams

Before you wake up

Tell people you love

Never meant to hurt them

I’m you Hagia Sophia

 

I’m your Sophia

For Bisserra Pencheva

St. Sophia not talking

Flowers talk

Please listen

Rocks sing like paintings

Just watch Sophia’s dome

A perpetual climb of spirit

Marble and gold in motion

Light waves on ancient sounds

Rising echoes of columns

Do  souls enter matter?

Do they talk?

Am I hearing whispers ?

Do whispers say

“I feel you

Like yesterday

I’m you

Your Sophia”?