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…

Our Stories

Happy Sunday Everyone! I hope you’re having a good day? If not there’s still time. This is one of two posts for this week’s ‘Sustainable Sunday’. Its sister post is full of hope and positive action. Do you have a personal story to share about trying to live more sustainability? I’d love to hear, celebrate…

Candles & Questions

One of two poems:

we lit candles after

their names and tales on our ears

flames flickering, like souls.

In black and white

You may not see our battle scars,

but know this; we are not victims

we are this world’s warriors.

The Moon Child

(*trigger warning – depicts a dystopian future) Do not ask where the ancestors are in this great, lonely city, for they are all around. Do not ask where the guardians of this lone child are, for they are with her every step. They go before her and follow after. They raise her up though she…

Burning Injustices

we will

with our will, ease

these dangers and perils;

we will burn these injustices.

Chronicles

mind cataloging the shifting circumference

and significance

as sentiments deposit sediment

and their sands stretch wide and far,

and it feels i hear every footfall

until all i can hear is thunder

and still air …

The Century Stone

I have stood guardian
Through trials untold
In each frozen season,

Seen empires built and burned,
To those who sought on lonely roads
I have stood guardian,

To Thrive

the circus

of would-bes and was

held within

hushed chorus

spilling into each other

in needed trust, begin,