The Dyslexic Poet

Dyslexic, yet I

write too much, the same frayed ends,

or should that be ‘to much’ –

you may read it either way;

we write to much the same ends,…

A Billion Raindrops

A billion raindrops

fall like all the promises

you forgot you made,

cold, tired, soaked to my bones

I seek trumpets in the storm.

MRI x2

“Breathe in, breathe out, hold your breath,

breathe normally,”

a recorded voice instructs,

reiterates

as other sounds pierce my heart,

I feel entombed

staring at that small black hole

as I comply, …

Saffron Shores (art and poem)

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

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.

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.