Thieve me into relief or sleep,
Steal me onto far saffron shores
Where Valerian seas beget
Rests thirstier than nutmeg thoughts
Thieve me into relief or sleep.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Category: poem
Equinox
Equinox,
wets paint for sunsets
stroking sky
stretching age,
etching gold with eager hands,
gilt votives in shades.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Blue Eons (Anagram Verse)
blue eons observe
lone silence’s ire,
in it yells a curse
to rile oceans;
to rouse bile in us,
yet envoys arise
to yearn,
to learn
in soul’s urn
obverse to ruin;
converse orations
annul bribes;
no absolutions
in love’s alibis
yet our orisons
vault bliss; …
The Bend
…life; potential; vitality,
such strength for the able-bodied,
I choose a bolder path you see,
or perhaps ‘choice’ was eroded
by kinks in my neurology
and the way my cells encoded
in ‘abnormal’ biology; …
Pi; a tanka
submerged origins
stretch this jazz of blues to gust
bright brine-washed being;
I see clouds and wings trace Pi
sweeping up a cyclone’s tail.
Paper Towers
Lured
They wait
As lies fold
Up a fortress
Of paper towels
To fight the furling rain,
Gusting like old promises
To race the edge of reasoning,
We are the blurring syntax written,
Ruched towers tear the torrents beginning.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Wolf Sky (#Writephoto)
Thanks to Sue Vincent for this week’s #Writephoto prompt. Not done this in a while but glad to be back. So here goes: Wolf fur sky, Ink scratched branches reach From golden Fallow curves Where rays write green ligaments Into lead and white. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Yellow Hammer
Yellow Hammer document:
What we’ve always known,
Trucks stopped at the borders;
Absent medicine;
People losing lives or jobs
Who would be fine
With prescription drugs,
Yellow Hammer document;
What we’ve always known,
Soaring food prices –
Only so much can be grown
In time to feed us,
Who will face starvation;
When they can’t afford
To feed their children?
Yellow Hammer document;
What we’ve always known;
How many closed businesses;
How many lost homes
In broken communities
Full of lost hope?
Yellow Hammer document;
What we’ve always known;
The Leave Campaign lied to us;
No Deal leads to destruction;
Brexit was and is a farce,
We need a coded constitution
And to stop laying blame
On those who can’t be voters
Simply because they came
From other places to us,
They don’t deserve the shame
Of the Brexit circus,
Yellow Hammer document;
What we’ve always known
All those who felt voicelessness
Will feel more of the same,
Isolation, alienation
Injustice, human struggling
All the more common
When mass poverty is doubling
Amid deregulation –
Which leads only to troubling
Food contamination
And protections crumbling
For workers; for women;
For climate; for rights;
For trade; education –
All our past fights
In prorogation –
As if the picket lines
Never happened,
Yellow Hammer document;
What we’ve always known,
They’re going for it anyway –
The government alone,
Absent of morality;
Deceiving the throne,
Breaking laws;
They, the institution
The hammer; the jaws
They say they save us from.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Unquiet Dream
Emerald Borderland
Where once the fey
Kept their gateways
Between realms,
Now, the frontier of man
Patrolled, man marking ways
As in more troubled days
Clutching old guns,
Yet, one day the Fey return.
Self-Sustaining
To sustain the self Is fraught with complexities, I remain alive. Hello All, I hope you have enjoyed your Sunday! I’ve not been physically or mentally able to write or blog post this last fortnight. I won’t bore you with all the details but it is due to a domino effect of connected flare-ups…
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch 