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Choosing Them Wisely

The times..... when a mind is ground to powder when tears spring when even the sky cries and the rivers rise When...... time has no meaning and words have lost theirs It is then...... that we realise that a word... Continue Reading →

Perfectly Flawed

It’s not everyday I see the self portrait of my soul with its uneven contours and discoloured patterns And see here- the jagged stitching across the chest? That’s scarring from when my heart was ripped out.... then repaired trampled ......... Continue Reading →

Without Words

Were they not words that created the world? But for words, our world would be as silent as the grave and darkness would still hover over the deep where the nights are not dark enough How would the vision be... Continue Reading →

Falling …. And Rising

. "The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall." -Nelson Mandela Though the graveyards are full and the city dumps are full and my mind is so full that thoughts cause... Continue Reading →

Find Yourself

This is a style of poetry after the poet, Wendy Cope from  ‘The Uncertainty of the Poet’. It was strange to do, but interesting.   Only when you find yourself   do you begin to grow Only when you grow do... Continue Reading →

Her Way

Nerve- muscle- bone and sinew bow in submission Even her shadow keeps a respectful distance as they watch her ink scrawl stories over the  tapestry of  willing skin -spilling its excess drop..by…drop unto a hungry page © Vivian Zems Image:... Continue Reading →

Winter Games

Laughter and snuggles Under warm blankets we dive -playing hide and seek skin to skin cheek to cheek kisses for warmth  The scent of your skin is the only tongue  I care to speak  ©Vivian Zems Real Toads-Scent 

Mastering My Soul

Flashback to when fear was the monster under my bed -when it was only in my head It grew with me blocking all I could see while I stumbled from failure to failure from self-doubt to despair -believing it was... Continue Reading →

Autumn Breath

I watch your profile as your eyes gleam in the light creating a shower of sparks around you The moon creates a beautiful halo that surrounds you making you look like you’ve been touched by God himself You ask me-... Continue Reading →

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