Faceless hue, Exhausted clouds seemed to show me the way. There was color on the other side…. Today would be my lucky day. Dull from my travels, I searched inside for my bold. Crimson told her story… She was tired…. She was old. When you…
Category: Miscellaneous
And that was the last they heard of him…
There is only ever going to be one woman this poem could be about And frankly I’m embarrassed I know how it will look to other people Cos it has to be my mother Now don’t get me wrong, it’s not because I…
Hour One: Famous Woman
My favorite famous woman has been Maria Montessori for over three decades now. Her fame arises from her research into infants, and how they could blossom given simple freedom to choose. She understood if children are allowed—given respect—to play, or work—at their own pace on…
For C
She breaks into tears broad shoulders shuddering under the weight she must bear every waking day. I wrap my arms around her broad form. She is so soft to be so hardened against the world of walls she batters against. Walls I cannot break down…
9am Step In
Step into the journey and explore, be present, here fluid, be you.
The Revolt Poet – Display of Strength
The more often, we are asked to applaud The “heroism” displayed by our Armed Force – Note the significance of the second word, Defined as strength, Not compassion – The greater we find the debate is condensed To remove all modicum of common sense Into:…
2020 Hour 1: Late Breaking Misogyny
#1: Late Breaking Misogyny As a woman, for the most part I have been a failure. This judgement, by itself Evidence of years of self-inflicted terrorism Against my own sex. So when you ask me now To praise on this page a woman of influence…
9am
Hey you; I wish I could tell you it’ll be easy everything will go your way You’ll reach all of your goals- I can’t It will hurt It will sting it will make you cry It’s going to make you think It’s going to make…
Maryanne
Maryanne a colleague of mine taught me what courage was. She stood up to men who tried to bully Her, men more powerful than She (or so they thought) men with tenure men who plotted behind closed office doors. But…
Desperation
I sit alone in the darkness, tossed in without a prompt by those damned judges in their fine black robes. Fettered to the wall, all I hear is the swish as the pendulum drops. Panic sets in as time ticks away. Confusion clouds my brain….