Picture poetry contest on ‘The Writer’s Wave’ on Facebook. The poem ‘Haloed Memories ‘, from my poetry, Perfectly Flawed: poetry for change. Much appreciated!
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Earthquake Quake, 2023
To those who’ve experienced death from the earthquake:
My prayers for you are infinite in beseeching Allah/God to help you endure the devastation.
The miracles that have erupted after the earthquake are many and varied:
A newborn surviving 10 days under the rubble.
A young child tells her rescuers that she hasn’t been able to pray.
A father holding his daughter’s hand through the rubble till she was rescued
A 13 year old gas tunnel worker singing his praise to Allah as he works, while the earthquake devastated the area.
The financial aid, from Arab countries, that was sent to the 2 countries was astounding.
These and more reflect that believers still exist, and their prayers are getting answered.
Fragile paper hearts
Easy to tear,
Like a bear.
Its unique shape
Lends to despair,
When it broke
By your hand and air.
Its unique shape
Rises into fullness,
Then dips in face
Of falsehood that pierce.
Look into its shape
That seems divided
Into yay and nay, a cape
Of vascillation that cried.
Its tear wails
Till eye sight is blind
With too many choices
And decisions that bind.
Oh ye who have
A paper heart,
Let its love
Blind you and don’t cut.
Book signing and presentation of my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed, at OLA Conference, Toronto Metro Convention Center.
It was a wonderful experience where the reactions of the attendees was an empowering experience! Interestingly, it’s black history month, and a few of my poems talk about this topic: Lives Matter, Subjugation, Value Defined, and more
Ontario Library Assossiation
Metro Convention Center, Thursday and Friday from 10 am to 4:30 pm.
I’m presenting my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed, on Friday from 11 am to 12:30 pm. Come all and enjoy all the authors, including myself.
Reap, repair, revere, reverse, roam, run
Embrace what’s broken,
Practice patience …
Air out your thoughts …
Implement actions to your goals…
Renew your drives
Never surrender to failures
Grow your flexibility and fix the impossible.
My repair begins
Gone wild with life!
Aburi, A Haven
I walk through the road of centinal
Palm trees giving shade from the kindle
Of the noon sun, creating shade where only sun lit.
I look upon their majestic trunks
As elegant as a giraffe’s
Reaching into the sky, touching the heavens.
Once you reach the road’s end,
The vista of greens will land
You in a mirage of breathtaking scenes.
A short walk and you’ll reach
Boti Falls, distinguished with two chutes that leach
Into a large aquamarine pond that sizzles
With the force of the downpour,
And hides a cavern behind its ominous core,
That provides electricity and life to all nature.
Moving past such wonder,
You see man’s touch in greater
Spans of space, where a decrepit helicopter
Lies as stage for tourists and the picnickers
To look upon an antique object of wars,
Used to help beautify what’s already astounding.
I watch the centinals in my rearview mirror,
Wondering at my next visit to such a conqueror
Of beauty and memories of times yonder.
Work, work, work,
Workers buzzing like bees in fields,
Running, squatting, cutting, sewing,
Hammering, excavating, rushing.
Always hurrying to meeting
Deadlines and never seeming
To have time to be smelling
The silent burgeoning flowering
That sprout quietly without your noticing.
Beauty sneaks up on you while
You’re worried what comes next in vile
Humanity’s constant vocational
Need to be doing instead of contemplate
The importance of just faith and being.
Harrowing are your days
Of scurrying around in many ways
Trying to achieve a goal that’s always
Too far a ways.
Let your mind be a clown,
Laugh up a storm on your own,
And have your imagination blown!
Reading by me, Malak kalmoni Chehab, of the poem ‘Subjugation’, from my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed. It’s about postcolonialism and its effects after independence.
A poem read, by me, from my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed.
It’s about self-doubt and how to kill it to achieve acceptanceand self-love.