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alone
I have this indescribable need to be heard,
like I’ve never whispered a single word over the course of my life,
like I’ve never uttered an incoherent syllable under the light of the dying sun,
like I’ve never looked into the eyes of another and truly felt seen.
Am I alone?
Am I floating here, lost in the waves of a turbulent sea,
waiting for a lifeboat that will never...
Sunday 24th November 2024 5:40 pm
Oman
You better get to know the Oman,
You better get to know the pale,
You better not deny the Trojans,
You better prepare to fail,
You might destroy the future,
You might return to hell,
You can try deny resistance,
Your lost so you may as well.
We might try to hold out our hands,
We might hold their spit,
We can overcome...
Friday 15th November 2024 8:40 pm
Children of Heaven
These children have shining eyes yet sharp,
A strength carved deep upon each face.
They are not princes or princesses from a fairy tale;
They are real, present on the earth of Gaza, full of pain and trials.
Their story is recorded without the embellishment of fantasy,
Sending a message to awaken the human conscience,
Which has dulled under the glitter of a fleeting world.
...Friday 8th November 2024 2:20 pm
no touch torture
no letter, no word, no sentence
institutional criminality
human rights ?
far away
repress it, forget it
not here, no
not here
Friday 13th September 2024 7:04 pm
Juden für Palästina! (Jews for Palestine!)
The accompanying video is of Emma Kirkby (an old family favourite of ours) singing “Dido’s Lament” by Henry Purcell. It’s one of the saddest pieces of English music I’ve ever heard, and so, is most appropriate.
I’ve modelled my poem around Dylan Thomas’ “Do not go gentle into that good night”, on the premise that the night we currently face is not, in any sense ...
Friday 8th March 2024 12:40 pm
1000 MILES IN 2024: 1st Running Total
Thursday the eighth of February,
and eleven point seven miles I’ve walked,
a running total in defiance
of the enemy within,
of voices in my head who’d rather
I sit quiet, with nose to screen,
consuming crap made just for me,
algorhythmically designed
to rob me of humanity,
of poetry in my walking’s rhythm,
a miracle that’s in full flow,
performed by those who gave...
Thursday 8th February 2024 10:41 am
Broken wings
Feathers stuck in the cage
Yet melody that soothes
Watching her flying friends
Spreading wings in the sky stage
Giving the luxury life
With food and shelter
No worries of hunt or hunter
Living with the broken wings alive
Saturday 3rd February 2024 9:50 am
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