Poetry Blogs (2018, ancestors)
They say we carry the dead with us,
And most are surprised by the weight.
We hoist them up on our shoulders,
And imagine our strength is adequate.
But invariably we fault and stumble.
We stagger and trip and fall
We can’t see a way out of this trouble
Each partition becomes a wailing wall
We drop them in the middle of our marriage.
We trip over them when we try...
Thursday 12th July 2018 12:15 pm
A Marriage Of Ghosts
Something old; crumbling bones.
Something new; innocent youth.
Something borrowed; parental beliefs.
A bride forever blue.
Flesh bound to ash and bone.
A knot ties the living and dead.
Union of child and corpse, rotting.
Protection from cursed health and poverty.
Escaping abandonment, in a death shed,
destined by ancestral expectati...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 1:46 pm
Soft whispers that guide me
Reminders that the game is not over
Reflection will not be neglected
Innate abilities rising to the surface
Ancestral Inner G has a purpose
Their blood is my blood
As Above, So Below
Ancient wisdom runs through my veins
My ancestors leave nothing unnoticed
Gentle spirits that guide me
Friday 4th May 2018 9:01 pm
Am I to speak for your past?
Should I intrude?
For I am the spectre of your years: I was there beside you
In your cot and at your play
I am all that is left
I am the breath of your childhood
I am the oxygen of your life
There is no limit to my presence in your life
Monday 13th November 2017 11:10 pm
I never feel amiss, alone or as a stranger
On days when wandering amongst the trees,
When standing on the hilltop overlooking land of bountiful existence
Or looking at the life’s reflections in blue waters of the sea.
I never know rage, hate or urge of violence
At twilight times when rolling in the silky grass,
When sitting on the tree log by the brook watching appearance of...
Friday 3rd October 2014 10:31 am