life story

It’s always the eyes, always has been. They write the first few lines of this poem, And the first few lines of any good story. Its been written by our ancestors that moments before you die, Your whole life flashes right before your eyes. But the ancestors were wrong, for our life stories are written…

Lighthouse

And the poet stopped.Took a deep breath and with a a sighStarted all over again.Only this time, he lived one day at a time.Loose from all human attachment.Loose from all the pain, all the tearsA choice not by desire but necessity.And on each day he only looked ahead,Miles away into the fog where a bright…

Ik had mijn bril niet op

For my dutch readers: A poem by Solomon Ik weet dat we elkaar eerder hebben ontmoet. Ik weet dat we waarschijnlijk al eerder hebben gesproken. En ik dacht dat ik je tenminste goed genoeg kende. Maar gisteren, Gisteren was de eerste keer dat ik je zag met mijn bril op. God, ik kan zweren dat…

When Insomnia calls

When night fallsAnd Insomnia callsMy eyes closeBut my mind flows.I stare into the darknessAnd think about this madnessIt’s going to be a long night son.Solomon.

Perfected Art

I’ve mastered the craft of thriving in the darkTo the extent that I wouldnt know how to beIf I ever found light.I wouldn’t know how to be if I ever found company.Or even what to say or do if that ever happened!The knowledge, the memories, they all faded away.It’s just these faint images and vague…

What we can learn from the Fermi Paradox

In 1950 over lunchtime, a couple of scientists were discussing extra-terrestrial life, which at the time was a new and mind blowing phenomenon. Among them were Emil Konopinski, Edward Teller, Herbert York and the famous Enrico Fermi. During the discussion, Fermi made the famous statement which came to characterize the now well-known Fermi Paradox. He asked his…

NUMB

One morning the sun came out Souls completed each other Then I lost mine in the dark Solomon