Broken Sancturay

A return to some of my own verse. Please respect my copyright: Broken Sanctuary Broken sanctuary Jerusalem to Salem, Seats of a Sovereign She, Axis of the sacred sphere Salem; a place of safety, Broken by the men of fear, Sister did we think us free? What malice lead us here To exile we did…

Identity

What is identity?  As a poet the idea of who I am is fluid; a becoming. I am a poet and political being, creative facilitator and cat cushion. I am between able-bodied and disabled. I am born and live in a mix of cultural heritage.  Faith and science stand for me in partnership. I am…

Bee sings OM

Bee sings “OM” We are the word alive, The song of “Om” From the honey-bee’s hive,   She knows how to dance in air, Though science says her weight her wings could never bare,   Should she be silent, life is cleft, Without her impossible flight No life would be left –   Divine Romance…

She Calls

She Calls She calls “receive me as i receive you” He calls “partner me in action”, This is the oneness beget within you The oneness beget of love. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch