Poetry Blogs (political poem)
Don't give that man your tears today
Though it's dark now you'll find a way
Now is the time to laugh, sing and create
Throw the bile back at his tangerine face
I call on the punks, the poets, the artists, the revolutionaries and the visionaries, don't let the spark be snuffed out in vain
Come together and show him how you'll make yourself great again
Wednesday 9th November 2016 3:09 pm
On two summer days
were casualties of Hell itself embodied on Earth
the pride of a foreign power
raised cities to ashes
scorched shadows into the soil
Between October 1962
and November 1983
the World faced exinction
day to day
minute to minute
all for the sake of
the pride of two foreign powers
On July 18th 2016
Tuesday 19th July 2016 11:12 am
I held my breath taut
as she swayed on the knife edge
arms calming dipping, rising
I blew her my love and fell to sleep
as father turned on son
as daughter turned on mother
as neighbour turned on neighbour
as she fell
Saturday 25th June 2016 9:25 am
Is it a glory to Ukraine
When people are burnt so fain?
God is above all of us
And thus the guilty will get the cuss.
When people were shot for independence
It was the evils great acceptance.
When in Odessa people were burnt
We cried and much have learnt.
In networks Euromaidan is proud,
They burned people alive, they shout:
Glory to Ukraine!
But they forget the m...
Sunday 4th May 2014 10:01 pm
What is the price you have to pay, because for a crust of bread you consent to be humiliated?
What is the price you have to pay, by making believe that you are blind and accept to be fenced-in?
What is the price you have to pay, when fear and hunger makes you accede to be manipulated?
What is the price you have to pay, when you assent to relinquish yourself?
What is ...
Wednesday 5th December 2012 12:12 am
I guess I should have worried
When you used to chop up worms
But I was your loving mother
So I wasn’t too concerned.
Maybe it was a bad sign
When you set fire to your bed
But I was just so doting
“Oh dear” was all I said.
And on the occasion
You hacked off your sister’s plaits
I must have been on your side so
We’ll draw a veil o'er that.
Tuesday 25th October 2011 6:20 pm