to be seen and know to the end of your beingarms wide and heart beating andlungs contract with frantic breathing andwaiting for disownment but not receivingit, left confused and wild and slow andknown and known and known and known. shalommeans peace and news that makes wholeto be known is shalom for the whole of yourContinue reading “shalom for the soul//a poem”
inspired by the #challenge accepted on instagram. to women everywhereevery daywondering if your facewill be the next orwondering what will be leftfor you if loved ones disappearI am so sorry for the fear that engulfs your day to day lifeand I pray that you will finda way to thriveeven in the black and whitebetween whatContinue reading “to women in turkey//a poem”
2 amforms the foundations of my thought lifeif only dawn could cut through the knife ofmy thoughtsperhaps i would a be lessworried person but here i am again, i’msorry morning methat you will sufferalmost as greatly as my thoughts do nowsimply because i was unable tosleep.
“Waiting Spaces: a poetry collection” is avalible to order now! You can order the black and white version here or the colour version here. Waiting is a topic very dear to my heart. My family has moved several times and been unsure of whether we would be denied leave to stay in Britian. I haveContinue reading “BOOK RELEASE: Waiting Spaces”
I’m a poet. I’ve been writing and sharing poetry for several years, and I announced a while back that I was planning on releasing my first collection of poetry. Well, I’m excited to say that it releases in a week! Waiting Spaces is a collection which is very dear to my heart- many of theContinue reading “Waiting Spaces: a poetry collection”
i have joined those who’s voices strain to be heard words cascading freely, bird wings speed flapping, trying to stay up and speak. Image from Annie Spratt on Unsplash.
I’m obsessed with the idea of change.I’m obsessed with the way that life cascadesover the mountains I consider to be in my way, I am obsessedwith the idea that life goes on at a continuous rate and I am merely perceiving the difference in pace I’m obsessed with the idea of living.Arms wide and heartContinue reading “obsessed//a poem”
there is beauty…