Oh Ye bloom In fugue Reverie of Vellichor world full Of books of yore, create Utopia, a fool’s house, Paradise filled with crazy bee Whose imagination buzzes like a Virtuous maiden in a tree of life Covered in the seasons of change whose vain sepulcher is nature’s reign that is Trained Over a Book’s refrain that Delves in beautiful images Of graceful rainy grain Of sand that travels Around parts of Beautiful Parts of World
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.
Her hazel eyes look into the mirror, What she sees is a wonder. In the reflection, ‘La Vie en Rose’ Covered with a pinkish screen as she pose.
She lifts her hand, extends her index, Grazes across the glittery surface, that’s a fox, Wily and intent on showing her only Beauty, utopia, family, and community,
Trying haughtily to impose a vision Of fidelity, that’s as wrotten a passion As Eve’s apple; who thought it would Impower her with Knowledge, Immortality
When, in reality, it highlighted her Faults and sexuality through a picture Of nudity and immorality. Her curiosity, pride were her downfall from all heavenly.
The gorgeous woman’s gaze turned Inward, subconscious awareness aged With centuries of data, she becomes Cognizant of the struggles of generations
That tried not to give her her power. The power of a woman that’ll never Let pride, shame, sex be the means used For her destruction that stays unpardoned.
She’s swiftly swung into a new Path, where women are revered, as few Are, for their strengths, nurturer, Culture, and self-awareness that is a propeller
Into an age of her distinction, acceptance, Integration, and sociopolitical presence. A long journey whence she grew Out of a subjugation in a pew.
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.
Their heartfelt embrace broke With the quaking ground that tore, tore Them apart and flooded the chasm that spoke Of differences, unbridgable, a core, core
So radically divergent from the other That rickety, flimsy slats bound, bound By fraying ropes fall short to cover The water separating a union found, found
In red’s passionate shroud dissipating In a cloud of vapor where souls, souls Soar into the ritulant sunset, grasping For one another in a spiritual stroke of ghouls
Whose envy, susurations, capitulation To pressures of a world of depravity, depravity That bolsters disunity when coordination And sacrifice would have paved a byway, byway
To an enduring love where spirits And passion meet on a plane, plane Of convergence, compassion whose flights Soar with imagination into utopia’s crane, crane.
Slumbering passively on such power Of love’s adulation is a great loss, Loss To both parties and society for the coffer Than holds sacred bonds collapse, collapse.
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.
In a faery wonderland, she’ll stand, Hands held together in veneration for land Whose fantastical beauty astounds, Its colors: rainbowed pastels in grands
Accumulated in clicks of reds, blue, Pinks, greens, whose hues flew Across the bay, scattered haphazardly In a motley crew of geometrically
Arranged order that’s breathtaking In their form, as they stand as sentries breaking ….
A story of struggle that united The varied creatures to be one, As they strive to keep their beauty in a shrine.
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 