Citizen of Nowhere

I’m called ‘citizen of nowhere’

by Theresa May, who asserts

this as the British Prime Minister,

though this is the land of my birth,

Candles & Questions

One of two poems:

we lit candles after

their names and tales on our ears

flames flickering, like souls.

Love All

  Whatever’s happening in the world, in all our lives, whoever you are I feel the will to say   I Wish You Peace!

Love & Hate

Hate; a verb, an abstract noun

That we may give our power,

Love; a verb, an abstract noun

That is hate’s funeral pyre.

Burning Injustices

we will

with our will, ease

these dangers and perils;

we will burn these injustices.

To Thrive

the circus

of would-bes and was

held within

hushed chorus

spilling into each other

in needed trust, begin,

Capillary

Networked capillaries of clans and communities I trace in veins and vessels between their names; Vines intersecting countries, lands and seas, Continents, identities, traced outlines remain In structured forms, appellations a form of poetry Transposed into diagrams and portrait frames; An ordinance; a curation of collective entity Respiring like lungs, paths criss-cross domains Somewhere in…

You Are Not Alone

You are not alone, a cliché but true,
though it sounds like another platitude
beneath which judgement or indifference lies,

yet, when sincere, this phrase can catalyse

threads spun across oceans, footsteps on the moon …