Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #45 photo prompt.
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Tag: keepitalive
You dance for us too
We watch you dance in the sunlight
admiring your graceful fluidity
your total abandonment
to your art.
We watch you dance from our windows
confined inside, with limbs
no longer able
to obey.
That freedom, which once was ours
lives on, as we watch
while you dance
for us too.
Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #44 photo prompt.
Image credit: Joel Valve – Unsplash
The Message Board
I come each day, looking for you
one among so many people
displaced, separated
lost.
Parents from children, husbands from wives
brothers, sisters, friends and lovers,
divided in the melee
of disaster.
Each day I come looking for you
one among so, so many
hanging on to hope
searching for a sign.
Day after day, still there is nothing
but I know in my heart
you’re still out there.
And so I wait.
Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #43 photo prompt.
Image credit: Kyle Glenn- Unsplash
Your inner light still shines
Imprisoned inside a fragile façade
yet your inner light still glimmers
hope leaks out from every pore
and your smile still shines from deep within.
Confined within the corporeal
plagued by withering pain
yet the force that the fans your flame
is fuelled by a sharper source.
Your spark will not be extinguished
your spirit will not be crushed
not yet, while there’s hope
for another, better day.
Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #42 photo prompt.
Image credit: Lucas Pezeta on Pexels
I fear for you
Little innocent one, so new to the world,
sniffing the air and feeling the breeze.
Is there a place for you?
Little innocent one, so new to the world,
feeling the smoke sting your eyes.
I fear for you.
What will you do when they cut down the trees
and just a patch of your forest is left?
Where will you run when the hunters come
to take you far from your home?
Oh Humanity, think what you’re doing!
Don’t you know her fate
is our future too?
Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #41 photo prompt.
Image credit: Lewis Roberts on Unsplash
The Tea Ceremony
Walls have ears and doors have eyes
your every move is checked.
Where you’ve been, whom you’ve seen
Examine what you’ve done.
All treachery gets back to me
I’ve something on you all.
Have you pleased me? Did you deceive me?
Maybe you’re the one.
Unnatural needs, wicked deeds
Someone’s betrayed the Cause.
Now choose your cup and drink it up
Will poison be in yours?
Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #40 photo prompt.
Image credit: 五玄土 ORIENTO on Unsplash
Also inspired by ‘The Testaments’ by Margaret Atwood, which I finished reading over the weekend. A really splendid book. Here’s my review on Goodreads.
The Hungry Mouse
In the world of plenty
a few crumbs falling
from the rich man’s table
is enough to sustain
a little hungry mouse.
Few crumbs fall
in the hidden world of shanty towns,
and now-idle factories;
gold mines and coal mines,
and drought-stricken farms.
You bemoan the closure of
your favourite restaurant
the theatres and the bars;
all the absent opportunities
for late night fun.
While the poor child huddles hungry
in his weeping mother’s lap,
you watch Netflix munching popcorn;
playing pointless games
on your fancy flashy phone.
Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #39 photo prompt.
Image credit: S Hermann and F Richter on Pixabay
On the Threshold
Each time he asks:
life well-lived or just a bystander?
Young soul or old,
are you still curious?
Will you go round again?
do more, or better this time?
The wheel of life:
treadmill or merry-go-round?
Will you go round again?
learn more, and see more this time?
Turning on and endlessly on
the wheel of life
Will you go round again
or leave at the terminus?
Your choice.
Will you go round again?
Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #38 photo prompt.
Image credit: Stefan Keller on Pixabay
The Atonement
Meditating in the moment
watching silent wings beat softly
in bright iridescence
inhaling the essence
of fragrant flowers
before being laid to rest
on their beautiful bower.
She, who today, has been chosen
to atone for all our sins
the balm to soothe the breast
of our broken mother, Gaia.
Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #37 photo prompt.
Image credit: Stefan Keller on Pixabay
Nostalgia
Sunshine and sandcastles,
warm hugs and gap-toothed grins.
Short skirts and high heeled shoes,
deep kisses and long-lashed smiles.
Memories colour a drab existence,
a façade over a pretty face.
Worn, wrinkled and age-faded,
behold the deceitful mask of time.
Written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See #36 photo prompt.
Image credit: Ariadne-a-mazed on Pixabay
