On Samori’s Art

The Nature of Fear, Nicola Samori Say, what is the nature of human fearbut a distortion of a once hopeful prayer,that through disappointment, does morphinto something unholy, dark and drear-a hand extended to the heavens for alms;once hopeful eyes, now sunken, do warnof faith, and it's maddeningly slow poisonthat leaves the soul between hell n'…

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Just a thought

What if faithis a trauma response,a self-justificationfrom a place of self love-or rather survival-to have the hurt make sense,to not feel shunned or alone,and let go of the shameof being the subject-the chosen onefor misfortune?Perhaps, faithhelps one believethey're loved too, thatthey're not the lost child,unloved by the parent;that it is all for a reason,for you're…

Winter

Come now,Embrace the windBrave it, you know howShed your leaves, you have beforeHave let me down like your very boughs Let me curl up like brown, crushed leavesLet me lay down my burdens and die too.Promise me a fresh start, when the season's doneWhen bells begin to ring and Spring's dawnalights upon the hallowed groundMy…

Banished

1There is a civil strife within me each time I think of disintegrating any part of me that awoke to the touch of love and blessingsand to the taste of sinI walk, a heretic not by choice or habit That which I believe in tugs hard at my spirit, for I recognise the light I…

Tanka #9 – Relentless

my garden revealsmy faith must be immortalfor though now barrenit still pushes through the earthas relentless wildflowers