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Accolade and Review for my poem,  Wile’s Scare

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Wile’s Scare

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.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Certificate of Excellence for my verses on Innocence

I can’t tank the administrators for their hard work and for choosing my poetry for this honor.

Have any of you poets written so much that you lose the writing that gets honored? Well, I do, and it’s embarrassing, to say the least, but if I do find it, I’ll update the post!

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Petal Projections Magazine  is publishing 2 of my poems: Why the Excess,  Fire Fire

Those poems are featured in the Petal Projections Magazine,  and they are an observer’s view of events of the wars around us.

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Another day of innocent lives lost

A week out of a Sci-Fi movie has been playing on our TV screens, where pagers and communication devices explode at random places: grocery stores, homes, shops, and more. According to a surgeon in Beirut,  she has had to remove eyes surgically for more people than she could count.  This has traumatized not only her but also the victims whose lives are now altered completely.  They have to relearn how to be a part of society with a great handicap.  The horror doesn’t end there, though, it continues with the bombardment of Beirut, and the majority of the victims are children.

The irony is that the attacker has the ability to target an exact place, but they chose not to, rather, going for maximum destruction, as usual.

It’s interesting that it has taken the world a year of outright murder, ethnic cleansing, genocide, and outright destruction for it to start responding to the attacks.

The greatest irony is that the 21rst is the International Day for Peace, and while that is on the world calendar for things needed to be achieved,  people are being murdered without facing the consequences of their actions.

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Wish for Peace

A simple ‘Wish for Peace’, where children play, innocently not wake in fear as they hear a plane pass them by; where families have a right to live together,  where death comes only by accident or age, where the need for justice is stronger than making money, and where prosperity is achievable.  I hope this International Day for Peace brings up REAL PEACE.

Wish for Peace

The fragile beauty of the dandelion
In my hand whose grip on land
Dares you to eradicate its presence in Zion
As it spreads through the wish for peace to lend

A hand to those in need of a blend
Of peace in their days of suffering
Without end.
Wish for peace for them to send

Their children to schools
With filled bellies of fresh food
Sprinkled with life giving water that drools
In honor of a wish for peace that stood

On the doorstep waiting, waiting
Patiently for humanity’s response
To help save those whose beliefs, never straying,
Empowers their wish for peace

For a new generation without
The need to revisit the trauma of today’s
Dire escalations of genocides in a bout
Of cataclysmic fear whose only wish is for peace.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

Published in: Petal Projections Magazine

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.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Places, people, and events

What makes you feel nostalgic?

As the new year approaches, you look back and realize that you’ve grown as an individual, while others are stuck in a rut. As I remember my past obstacles and breakthroughs, I recall my childhood holidays filled with aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins, and friends gathering under 1 roof. The noise, laughs, cries of fear for a too mischievous child were part of the atmosphere of unity.

Today, only a few hours remain for a brand new year to start, a blank slate, maybe?

Never.

Life is cumulative, and there’s always context for actions and reactions. I wish for simplicity in life to return, where actions don’t need to have double or triple meanings, but where honesty, love, peace, and equality are the only values that are enacted by all.

My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms, including Amazon.com:

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Death’s Door, Certificate of Excellence

Death’s Door

The time for death is near,
Near the hearth of family,
Family, whose the sole perpetrator,
Perpetrator of unconditional love.
Love, that’s the ravager of loneliness,
Loneliness that drives despair,
Despair, that’s the cultivator
Cultivator of dispossessed souls,
Souls that needed love, received brutality.
Brutality that’s emotional and physical,
Physical breaks that takes ages,
Ages to mend, but never overcome,
Overcome completely the degradation,
Degradation of Death’s door that opens
Opens for all aggressors who’ve torn,
Torn away at your confidence.
Confidence that you rip out of their palms,
Palms that are covered in blood,
Blood of the innocent who survived,
Survived hell on earth and won,
Won the war over death’s door.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, my book is on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Prison and/ or Liberty

“I, a bird from a confined prison, sings for liberation because of the death of liberty.” Mayyu Hamim

When the power of the pen is stronger than the image it represents, people start accepting their confined prison as their only reality.  However, when a people have been confined for decades, their only recourse is no longer humanity’s humanitarian help, but rather a spiritual one, where they rely on justice in the afterlife instead of that of politicians.

For all those who’ve been murdered unnecessarily in Congo, Somalia, Palestine, Bosnia/ Herzegovina, India, Rohinga, and many more, our hearts are bleeding with yours. Plus, if my only contribution is a word, poem, or comment here or there, excuse my powerlessness in the face of global economies that rule our world.

Author of Perfectly Flawed poetry for change

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Lover, Hater?

I looked upon the sleeping angel whose sparsely

Covered head in tufts of flyaway hair, place her

Thumb in her mouth, curl her index in her fine hair,

As she lays curled up around her bunny.

The bunny wasn’t as soft or as sly as she,

But he got around and needed just five minutes

Of rest before the ‘devil’ woke up and sang hymns

As she ran circles around him with great care.

Watching the merry go round of the joy and play,

The cheery laughter that I want to last another

FIVE minutes, as time lapses exponentially,

And we are never ready to see them grow, ever.

They grow slowly, then life changes and imposes

Its disillusionment and disappointments

That are an inevitable result of interactions,

Familial, social, peers, and business.

I wish that infant would stay innocent for longer

Not needing to face oppression, recrimination,

Racism, nor dicrimination which implode into a hater

Rather than a lover who accepts the other in compassion.