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‘The’ Fear

I used to call it “my” fear but I’ve put a stop to that I will no longer have it so near Instead, I answer it back whenever it opens it’s cavernous mouth - to attack But never does it... Continue Reading →

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Our Consensus

Is it an aberration that sacrifice and pain are better escorts to destiny than happiness? Is it risqué to bottle toxicity-fermenting it to sweet wine? I gladly join the avant-garde ...turning social norms on their heads Our consensus is this:... Continue Reading →

The Good,The Bad and The Ugly Critic

What to say about negative criticism? The very definition of criticism has negative connotations- so how much more the ‘negative’? There’s the delivery, and the receiving, of negative criticism. We’re all different, so there’s bound to be a myriad of... Continue Reading →

A Perfect Storm

An excerpt from my upcoming poetry chapbook Smiles Under Pillows -(due out at the end of this month) This poem is taken from the 'Sad Smiles' chapter and I thought this image, "Emperor of the dawn" by Quincy Washington , apt to describe... Continue Reading →

A Walk in the Park

Pain is part of life. It’s a necessary evil- helping us grow in wisdom and strength. How often do we wish to avoid difficulties- wrapping them in cotton wool or avoiding them altogether? This poem is a reflection of such... Continue Reading →

Broken Crayons

I belong to a 50+-strong family Whatsapp group. Every so often, one of my cousins shares an article that's inspiring and thought-provoking. The last 2 lines of this poem were taken from one such article shared by my cousin, Theo.... Continue Reading →

Between Hither and Thither

A life will be spent getting from there to here discerning the ‘now’ from the ‘then’ -testing bridges that bear the weight of all our mistakes and flounderings And yet- as life oscillates between foolishness and wisdom from our Springs... Continue Reading →

What is Peace?

That I do not retire to a hospital bed nor call out from the innards of a jail cell never having creditors at my door or wallow in the mire of despair .... this- is peace to me That my... Continue Reading →

Zugzwang

I have a question for the universe; I ask why it's so easy to forgive others and yet difficult to forgive oneself Olive branches from olive trees need deeper roots for forgiveness to flow ...or a spiritual zugzwang ensues ©Vivian... Continue Reading →

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