the word//a surrendering spoken word

in the beginning was the word and the word knew that through him everything would be made. and the word knew that to save he would have to endure pain/ the word knew that to save there would be shame and an earthly body and still to earth he came and though the word isContinue reading “the word//a surrendering spoken word”

today, i am resting//a poem

today, I am resting.I am resting in the whirl-down of Tuesdaysclass in glass, keep it alltucked in, hands down words outwork day Tuesdays.I am resting. I am resting in this conversationhead high, determinationfully knowing that my worth isn’tdetermined by you or me so I havesecurity in whatever things you hold in your heart and mouththatContinue reading “today, i am resting//a poem”

cold canadian courage//a poem

from poember prompt “cozy memories” i moved when I was 12 but before thatwe would dance in 3-foot snow atour chance to know cold and courage, canadian wintersaren’t as hard as people think, there aretime-old traditions and steaming hot drinksand snow in my hair and my nose andbright-red face and laughteron the hill as theContinue reading “cold canadian courage//a poem”

laughing on my own//a poem

from the poember prompt “the last time you laughed” the thing is,right now I’m locked down at home and soit feels like all of the laughs are alone all the time whichwould be quite lonely if you think about it(it is) butI also like my own brain (and it’s lonely) andthe small beings who usedContinue reading “laughing on my own//a poem”

bamboo mugs & china//a poem

from poember day 8// tea cups and the vibe of the people drinking from them They’re /gen-z climate change activist wannabesclutching bamboo mugs made of fibre and gluedoing their bit to save the world and worryingwhat may become of it They’re /80s kids, large mugs with handles so wide and ceramic so thick that italmostContinue reading “bamboo mugs & china//a poem”

seeing in colour//a poem

from the poember prompt: colours sometimes my vision(finite small human half witted)is clouded and diminished, I canonly see the world through dark lenses(no mixing/ no blending)unending seas of fixed wavesoverwhelming any progress that I try to make but I am choosing(it must be a choice or else I will lose it)to wake up and standContinue reading “seeing in colour//a poem”

poember poetry challenge + day one

NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) has just arrived. It’s the month where novelists try to bang out 50,000 words. I thought I’d run something similar for poets this year: a series of prompts for every day of November. At the end of the month, they’ll have enough poems for a chapbook. The prompt list isContinue reading “poember poetry challenge + day one”

shalom for the soul//a poem

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”