War Terror, murder Flow like oceans Struggling to survive mutilation Atmosphere of toxins spreading disease, Disasters hidden and shared PTSD isn’t just Trauma lived, Life
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.
Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Wow, Malak, you really got to my heart with this powerful poem! All the repeated sounds of war are so evocative, calling up frightful images. I can’t help but think of Gaza, recent example of this terrible fear and destruction. So sad, so horrifying. Amazing images, fantastic poem! Bravo!! By, Linda Powers O’Dell
Sounds of War
Drum, drum, drum, Drum the stoned bun, Turn it around and run.
Drum, drum, drum, The hum of whizzing stones Drop like bombs on bones.
Crunch, crunch, crunch, Rush to flee debris from a thump That hits the head, and you’re dead! No pomp!
Stomp, stomp, stomp, On the stoned cement Fallen from bombardment ..
Cave, cave, cave, Under the hopelessly inhumane Conditions of decayed bodies, pain …
Rotting, rotting, rotting Away in the streets, floors underground With walls, furniture burying you, never found …
Slowly, slowly, slowly, Killing you with death around you, Within you, captivating you in its horror’s view.
Boom, boom, boom, The shaking, quaking resulting In fear spreading like bird songs floating …
Wheezing, wheezing, wheezing, Trying to breathe under the rubble Is like being buried alive in moving sands in a cuddle.
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 always wait impatiently for your comments. Thank you
CHIAROSCURO Chained light, Heavenly bright Incessant shadow, don’t Avert the radiance of justce Reflecting right’s light Offering hope when despair is Somewhat easier to drown in, while Courage to fight the battles of equality Under the umbrella of darkened power Revealed in rays that shine a ritulant glow Over the dispossessed of humanity’s light.
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.
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.
Thank you for the accolade and your hard work. It’s highly appreciated.
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.
Life with depression, isolation, Low self-esteem are conductive To lead some into destructive Behavior: drugs, cutting, suicide, in submission
To peer pressure, an abomination Played in schools and social media Who has subliminal criteria That provides some collateral for creation
Of a compulsion to hurt others, knowing Of the resulting confusion that will Lead to unfortunate decisions that kill The will to live free of the castrating
And agitating abomination of isolation Whose suicidal intention folic Within a sea of hardships, backwards, bucolic, Needing calm reflection overcoming self-destruction.
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.
When the Anthology comes out, I’ll keep you posted with links. There are already approximately 70 poets included in the list of poets being published.
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 technology evolves, our mode Of communication increase, and the code For communication changes in a dire Attempt to keep up with the choir
Of voices raised as they speak Simultaneously, seeking a close peck On the cheek, can be seen not felt, Still, it reduces the Nostalgia you get
Missing loved ones, home, Foods and culture that come To your aid as your workplace Requires ethics that are not of this place.
As days go by, news becomes Scarce, worry alienates you from homes, But, worry not, your phone, window To the world, can show you
Any location instantly with a touch, Especially when internet is a bunch Of wireless connections that fail In the face of exploding bombs that quail
And break the access to people, Your cell is your weapon to gobble Any news of home, under siege, Your hopes revolve around posts on a page
That gives news, any news, News that spews lies in cues With political backing that refuse To admit their subterfuge, that’s of no use,
As we can see, through our cell, Dead fetus being extracted from the rubble, Decapitation, amputations, and remains In bags of flour, plastic bags, even backpack that rains
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 