The soft white snow is falling Blanketing the world in peaceful Harmony, where jingles soar in joyful Solidarity, blending hopes, dreams strumming
Words of uniting families and enemies, Erasing negativity, murder with the priority Of funding hope, compassion, Humanity As we get together facing dangers in symphonies.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
As you age, wisdom flits in moments, Unexpected as they happen quietly, Without fanfare, they turn disappointments, Successes into an arduous world where honesty
Equality, and values of empathy Have flown the coop and landed on depravity, Turning goodness to a selfish policy That rots humanity from within, And honestly
Watching the evaporating humanity Within drives a sword into our hope for the future Of society that’s sold its soul carelessly To the highest bidder for avarice is a prayer
That never lets up, while the joy Of Community’s standing together Has rusted shut the chains of hope in a ploy To resuscitate ethics’ splendor.
This disillusionment makes me wish For death earlier so as not To watch Decadence become their sole purpose, a brush And it’s a contagion that sucks the soul into a hatch.
I’m honored to be chosen as a moderator for this group of writers. It’s wonderful reading varying perspectives on different themes that affect us daily. Added to that, I get to connect with other moderators, discussing other writers’ works as well as getting to know and connect with them.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
The past year has been worse than any Halloween as it was actually HELL O WEAN … The Hell of being weaned on what’s seen On social media’s snippets of genocide, carry
With it atrocities of dismemberment, Beheaded children, fetuses gutted, children Bullseyed by snipers, flour lines broken By bullets whizzing past victims of bombardment.
So hello, HELL O WEAN, we see Your inhumanity, Your unlawful abiding personality, Your insouciant attitude to killing. Be
The Hell in our Haloed Halloween for you’ve Shown us that: unity is strength, Gen Z still has a conscience whose breath Of freshness is awakening those who’ve
Followed blindly behind HELL’s demand For subservience to its god given Right to rule the world with a broken Set of laws that are man-made but bind,
Bind those whose ambition For power is greater than their compassion.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Thank you for the honor and your hard work. The day i get a review is always a good one, whether it’s good or bad is irrelevant to me, as I want a reaction.
We Did Everything
We did all we could … Yet, genocide is as deadly as beheading, Death is as real as your breathing, Living is as traumatic as a horrifying cloud.
We did all we could … But child amputees are running marathons To survive but another day as pawns Of politics that’s gross as it hammered
That “We did all we could”, clause That left pregnant mothers to die, Elderly to fry in fire’s explosive dye, Fathers to be scattered in pieces in cruel cries
That “We did all we could”, was Said to assuage politicians’ conscious While knowing their endeavors were shackled in pious Prison, whose doctrine permits rapes,
Whose haze in, “We did all we could”, Evaporates in the fog of time that flies Without scheduling its prime in trauma that cries Out to be understood, yet, their voices loud
And proud in the hopeful quagmire of guilt Of surviving, whole or not, presses In the abyss of despair where hopeless Orphaned, erased families, press to built.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Oh Aphrodite, your white roses Bloom to honor your deity, a groom Of reverence to unwavering gloom That pricked himself and turned them reds.
Yet those peaceful doves bestow Calm innocence facing despair With only thorns as weapons to repair The damage done to the chaos that’ll blow
Up in the faces of those who’ve Forgotten the hymns of gratitude That revel in atonement embued In simple living, where new beginnings have
Been lauded for their vision Of graceful kindness, given, returned, Through the fragile fairness, whose scent attracted Its audience into presiding over confusion
With leadership in radiance, Transparent in its intentions, Gracious in its need for interventions That create connections, reverence
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Thank you for the honor and your hard work. I’m always honored when I receive this award, as it feels like cheating when I enjoy the work so much. Reading and writing poetry is not a hobby, it is a must for my sanity. It helps me connect to authors, their worries, dreams, perception of esthetics, and the medium they use to express them. To all the poets, writers out there, don’t give up after a few rejections, take up the challenge to improve on your writing techniques and take pride in all you do.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Scare, tremble, jump, at the sound: ‘Beep, Beep’, the roadrunner makes Screaming his arrival, quietly, takes A great toll of Cayote, who’s always found
Unsuspecting of a visit from a ‘frienemy’ Whose competitive nature shines As he beeps to alert the predator, in lines Simple as can be, that he’s the enemy.
The cartoon is a live memory Of laughter and smiles at antics That astound, still ground a laugh as he picks A ledge to scare to Cayote over hi folly
For being unprepared for the Beep, Beep that always makes him aware That prey and predator revere Playing games with each, taking a leap
Of faith the trick will work, as Roarunner Gleefully watches Cayote’s fall From grace in a rolling ball Hitting obstacles as he laughs like a hyena.
Those were the days of innocence That steered our lives into pranks That got either laughs or cries that packs Quite a punch in either case.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
Poetry for Change 