They’re kind words, true; difficult times never last forever, this news, not hers, only mine inclined ‘til the bow; I won’t be OK; incurable, I’ll dazzle like a wave, breaking. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch With Thanks for Colleen Cheesbro’s Tanka Tuesday prompt, this week the words were trouble and game and I chose…
Tag: life
To Thrive
the circus
of would-bes and was
held within
hushed chorus
spilling into each other
in needed trust, begin,
Creatively Conserving Energy
can we weave the green
amid grey smoke and ashes
to re-root the tree?
I am Zebra
There are stripes
Hidden within
My pale skin,
Zebra stripes
Where the matter of me is stretched thin
Light and dark matter between
Each cell’s loose connections,
Each day my stripes go unseen
By those whose fear casts reflections;
Projections of who they fear themselves to be
As they try to warp and bend my sense of identity,
But their fear is not me.
Children’s Uprising
“I’ve seen smarter cabinets in Ikea”
says a banner outside Westminster;
the young people are gathering
to reclaim their stolen futures,
their words, their actions: poetry,
Do Say
Do say, don’t abate,
unleash that sly stream of hate;
feign each injury
is just advise to cure me.
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…
Healing Flower; a haibun
Rose petals spiral,
hushed open secrets wakeful,
each has power to sooth.
Clay and Sparks
Labyrinthine
Body carved of clay
Sparks within
Visioning
A way through this unknowing
Luminescent maze.
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch 