SEARCHING FOR A HANG

ON THE STREET WITH THE TRAMWAY FROM TAKSIM SQUARE

IT SEEMS THERE ARE MUSICIANS BUSKING EVERYWHERE

HALFWAY ALONG THE RAILS NEAR THE ADA BOOKSHOP BAR

FIFTEEN TURKISH FOLK SINGERS SING SONGS FROM ANKARA

THE SWEETEST SONG THAT NIGHT CAME NOT FROM ANY TONGUE

BUT FROM THE DULCET FINGERS OF SOME HIPPY WITH HIS HANG

ON A CARPET COVERED CUSHION OF YELLOW BLUE AND GREEN

THE HANG RESTED ON HIS KNEES LIKE AN UPTURNED SOUP TUREEN

A CROWD OF PEOPLE GATHERED AS HE WOVE HIS RHYTHMIC SPELL

EACH CAREFULLY CHOSEN NOTE CLEARER THAN A CHRYSTAL BELL

FAR FAR SWEETER SOUNDING THAN ANY BELL THAT EVER RANG

NOW EVER SINCE THAT NIGHT I’VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR A HANG

Copyright Harry Rogers – 17th October 2012 – Istanbul

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Below Topkapi Palace Walls – the chilly dogz

This is The Chilly Dogz version of my poem Below Topkapi Palace Walls written during my holiday in Istanbul in October 2012.

BELOW TOPKAPI PALACE WALLS

The horse chestnuts are dropping conkers

Outside Topkapl Palace walls

Beautiful wooden houses

Frequented by queens

In the evening gently smoking

To Blue Mosque prayer calls

Across the way yet another ruined shack

With an Istanbul stray cat

Sit sitting from a small glass

One more Hot Apple Tea

Staring out from beneath the rim

Of that old battered tennis hat

It’s hart to believe that we’re all

So close to war in the 21sy century

They say this is the place

Where East and West collide

But wherever you come from

This just might be the perfect place to hide

Whilst waiting for the start of

A nuclear Winter bomb as it falls

Find me smoking apple aniseed hubble bubble

Outside Topkapi Palace walls

Yeah

Find me smoking apple aniseed hubble bubble

Outside Topkapi Palace walls

Copyright Harry Rogers – 18th October 2012