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Accolade for my poem,  Secrets of the Bear

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Secrets of the Bear

A dirty stuffed white bear
Thrown, thrown with the blue
Garbage bags haphazardly bare
The signature of disowning the few

Possessions that have lived
Through childhood’s changes
As growing is synonymous to dispossessed
Of imagination’s flow in ages

Where a bear’s innocent eyes
Bare witness to catastrophic
Events, from divorce, to cries
Of violence, to bombs that are cathartic

In their release of pent up emotions
That only the innocent bear perceives
And gives succor where hidden sensations
Are incubated within this cuddly stuffies

Innocently hidden for years
Before the child feels strong enough
To survive without his secret prayers’
Confidant who seems to be rough

Around the edges, but still soft
To the touch as he imparts comfort
In the imprisoned loft
Where tears poores out in the fort

Of his making, where secrets
Are hidden,  trauma rises, pain
Transmute into rivers of bloody tests
Overcome with faith, ethics enliven

The soul with power
Suffusing limbs, heart
To be stronger
And live longer, healthier.

©️ 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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5th Place Certificate Award for my poem, The Cedar Is Me

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

The Cedar Is Me

I look upon the four hundred year old Cedar tree
That has survived such chaos, death,  decimation
Of great forests of pine trees by invaders who ‘free’
It of its natural resources, life, and vegetation.
Encased in the trunk of the ancient tree, the world
Is small, burning hot under the summer sun, flashing
Its heat and brilliance to help everything grow into a postcard
That’s photoshopped into being breathtaking
In its organized life, only disturbed by humans barking
Out order for dissolving the inner and outer beauty of its solitude.

Slipping out of the of the cedar tree, I take my human form
And gaze astounded on my reflection: wrinkled skin,
Darkened splotches, and great disillusionment
Darkens the depth of my eyes as I lay bare upon the bank.
The scenes of war and decimation I witnessed
Have been imprinted on my soul, waiting for any deed
That will alleviate my despair that humanity is a dying breed
That needs new blood, ingenuity,  and values
To help it defeat famine, war, racism, and religious discriminations.


©️ 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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Accolade and Reviews for my poem, Press Vest

Review for my poem: Press Vest

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab If your role model was THE VEST…. Much needed when successfully used. You sure wrote a provoking image-filled disturbing truth, sad to say, poem, Malak.
Makes one know one life should MEAN TO ONE ANOTHER! ✝️☮️

Be Blessed!!!🙏🫶
Shee G ✍️

Press Vest

The press vest filled with holes, spilled stained
Blood, dusted debries, falling on
The corpses’ heads, grounded, buried
Under rubble, bubble like maps

That chronicle the rampages
Of discordant attacks privy
To location of all that try
Not to cry for the human loss
That’s too gross, property is floss
In ruination, standing barely.

©️ 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