By Taidi Congregational rituals begin, Hands lifted skyward, They’d prefer “heavenward”, Hearts repentant; But it’s the pockets, Oh those dips…
Browsing: Poetry
By Taidi Find me, I sit, quietly, in fetal, Hiding behind my mask of words, Painstakingly mustered, A well decorated…
By Taidi Does the bird ever watch me and wish we could trade places? She, with her ability to defy…
By Taidi Hush little child, The glass that protected your essence from the world, It is shattered. You don’t even…
It throbbed without mercy Informing her of its desire The vein expanded at the ache Releasing a powerful surge of…
By Marilyn “Misky” Braendeholm: I’m knocking down walls, opening up space, my mind aches for views, arms swinging free, just…
By Alexander Pseudonym: There’s a mole in my head Scurrying along the aquaducts, Pattering its dirty feet through my thoughts.…
By Lusike Wabuge: I know of death I’ve seen death I have seen it knocking at foreign gates It creeps…
By Allison Grayhurst: My mind is painted bright blue like a pair of favourite jeans. My belly is bread for…
By Allison Grayhurst: By the last leaf changing and the voice of rivers calling . . . by the presence…