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Category: Poetry
Art and poetry are powerful tools in the fight for equality, social justice, and peace
Money Poem – Feck Capitalism
Dusk Poem – And the Humming Ebbs
And the Humming Ebbs is a dusk poem, a painting of a city’s evening and people passing through places and days. And the humming ebbs – dusk poem Dusk, and the humming ebbs People homing, Sparrows heading Offshore. At the bar, after-work pints In the beer garden. On the veranda, He rocks her chair, she…
Summer Poem – The Lake
The Lake is a summer poem, a celebration of warm summer days spent together outside. The Lake – Summer Poem All year the dripping sky plunged into the dip In the landscape; light and crystalline Rain had partied there, sketched in by wintering winds. All year it swelled inside the deep cavity. Drops clattered like…
Bravery Poem – Delicate
Poem About Society – Humming along with the air-con
Humming along with the air-con is a poem about society and a reflection on how we define people by their problems instead of their beauty. Humming along with the air-con – a poem about society Do you sometimes wake up in the middle of the day and think that you’re nothing but a cause a…
Human Family Poem – Far, Far Away
Far, Far Away is a human family poem, a reflection on the impact of COVID-19 on everyone across the world, an expression of gratitude for relationships and togetherness. Far, Far Away – a Human Family Poem We were not prepared: our home is a mansion one end a shack on the far side, God help…
Lockdown Poem – Warriors
Warriors is a lockdown poem, a reflection on how for some, home can be difficult, especially if you aren’t allowed to spend time away from home. Warriors – Lockdown Poem Never once do you picture a warrior as a little bundle in a crib sobbing or hungry or afraid. In this army, every warrior has an…
Earth Poem – She’s Given to Circles
She’s Given to Circles is an earth poem, a celebration of her abundant love and care, an appreciation of what we take for granted. She’s Given to Circles – Earth Poem First, she fed my child a nut, and after that she grew sprouts under her skin, of grain and roses and earthworms. Circling, she…