Nazanin, nazanin #poem

A poem for Nazanin Zaghari-Ratcliffe, a British-Iranian woman jailed in Iran. Foreign Secretary Boris Johnson's comments as well as UK-US impact on Iran in 1953 sealed her fate.

To that day i fast #poem

i felt a throbbing ache in my chest last fall after counting heartthrobs and ribs after eating my weight in chips i sigh at last and the doctor i call she asks if i've been outside lately before sunsets and rainstorms before ravens pick out lost worms she smiles and waves me out gently stomach... Continue Reading →

Rebel for life #poem

Close my eyes Grey hell alive Roots in the sky Asking why, oh why? Open my eyes Green bells survive Wind so harsh and dry Whispering sight, oh my Stretch my legs Oh how they strive For trees in lakes high Howling tongue-tied Raise my fist Rebel for life Awake now, people stand-by Hear my... Continue Reading →

Where words sing of hope #poem

'I have no hope, therefore I am not bitter' - Krishnamurti There is a city down these hills where the geese sleep soundwhere the river laps quietly at bricks our fathers laid There is a home amidst these houses where children aren't foundwhere roosters screech while pigeons sleep in the shade There is a soul... Continue Reading →

Silver lined umbrella #poem

Chose to walk streets in search of hopeBumped around, ran out of smokesTraced my pavement steps as if on ropeLoosely tied round last night's jokes. Slept with new beats instead of blokesShook my head, that's me folksBack to the cold and newfound dopePaint this umbrella with silver strokes.

My God is stronger than yours #poem

My God is stronger than yours For he lives in sinners and saints alike He seeps through skin with rain not wars Divides your lies from words before his strike Your God cries and you're non the wiser Pray for cravings and still vex his light Ask for the world, watch him swallow advisors Now... Continue Reading →

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