even in this darknesswhen my heart is aching for the touch of familiar ease free of the thought of disease and feareven here, there is joy. there is the pouring of water in time with song andlong pauses when I can hear my own breath, there are small dances in the kitchen,pockets of laughter sandwichedContinue reading “even in this darkness//a poem”
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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”
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”
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”
to women in turkey//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 am//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.
bird’s war song//a poem
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.
