Amongst the Dead Things

When it all began You were so vibrant and colourful Bright greens and blinding yellows You stood so majestic Facing the shinning sun Within months you began to whither All your flowers faded away The old leaves slowly died Before long new life began No longer did you bloom But green leaves grew firm TheyContinue reading “Amongst the Dead Things”

African Poetry

This week I have been immersed in African Literature and I have been reading Poems of Black Africa, edited by Wole Soyinka. The anthology, although lengthy, is filled with beautiful African verse and I thought I’d share one of my favourites. The poem is titled African Poetry by Agostinho Neto. Out of the horizon thereContinue reading “African Poetry”

Day Seven – Poetry Challenge

To commemorate the challenge accepted One of poetry and sentimentality Each line that follows will tell the tale Of poetry that spoke of pandemics world wide Of poetry that voiced those forced into silence Of poetry that described memory captured in a frame Of poetry that defined identity by name Of poetry that lamented theContinue reading “Day Seven – Poetry Challenge”

Unfinished…

After 5 days of poem writing, day six found me with little inspiration or enthusiasm. So I did what any reasonable person would have done, which was google poetry prompts. Not quite liking any of them, I decided to open my collector’s edition of Sense and Sensibility and picked words that resulted in my unfinishedContinue reading “Unfinished…”

What we regret most

Day 5 of my poetry challenge began with a puzzle game where I had to decipher a famous quote. The quote was “In the end, what we regret most are the chances we never took”, by Frasier Crane. This then inspired today’s poem. The chances I didn’t take Where do I begin my account OfContinue reading “What we regret most”