Do You Remember

The summer we listened to Earth, Wind & Fire on the radio too young to understand such lyrics of love instead drawn to those groovy African-inspired costumes flashy bellbottomed pants Maurice White’s hipswangin’ swagger the ridiculousness of lyrics that rang off our tongues Ba de…

The Elements of You

the elements of you you grew me from a seed and with kind words, soft touches, smiles and casual conversations I sprouted out of the earth out of love’s good soil you watered me with may showers and warm baths and walks in the rain…

Lunacy (Poem 1)

I wander rabbit-haunted meadows waiting for the tick-fat moonrise. Dew-soaked shadows stretch stealth and melancholy beneath an ancient oak. I carve myself into the roots and whisper: I’m not me…I’m not me.

Elements Around Us

The earth is round, blue and green Its delights are well known to all. The wind and rain, snow and sun Invite us to enjoy the windfall.      The wind caresses our skin      With pleasurable wisps so light      It makes…

Hour one

Prompt one 9 am Write a poem in which the four elements (Earth, Wind, Fire, and Water) play an important part. Elements By Patricia Harris Earth to ground me, All around me. Solid,  comforting, Affected by all I see, The comfort of me.   Air…

I am

I am The waves hammer on the naked earth Among innumerable froth To a loudness, nearly full; The wind blows away the falsity That I’d gathered deep in my heart The insatiable sea, fire inside, dances in silence To match the throbbing earth into a…

Elemental

Lets begin Let the life forces Churn. The elements Within me. The air I breathe A hurricane now. Dripping on my skins Some gentle raindrops Of labour on my brow I can feel this hurricane Wafting through The soils of my being. My earth is…

Not all

From when I was young, Family friend Auntie would come and sit, Approach me, Eyes brilliant and bulging with the weight of knowledge, And she would say: “Never get married. Never in your life. It’s a miserable existence To be someone’s wife.” And my heart…

The Begining

The Begining I’ve often wondered How to pin-point the beginning. Is it the moment I took my first breath Or the moment that shaped My destiny. The beginning holds My secret to unlocking Why I am The way I am Is locked in the moment…

do you remember sweat, wet bodies the rain came down. do you remember? cool earth under your feet. hot air weighing us down the thick atmosphere squeezing the rain striking the thin roof do you remember the heat?from that fire extinguished that night.   we…