Limitations

liMitations are mErely poTentials hiDing behind heSitations  

Sleep’s Courage

Do you exist In your sleep Or do you blend  Into your dreams Perhaps you meet Those you are afraid to reach And you speak words Held just beneath your tongue What of your thoughts That you would never dare And that is the allure Of sleep's courage *** recognise the unparalleled importance of a good night's … Continue reading Sleep’s Courage

insecure leaders

nothing quite as lethal nothing as contaminating as leaders who are insecure about their leadership placed in a position of power they spew out fear as an exaggerated means of control like a depraved shepherd promising protection whilst leading the herd to the slaughterhouse behind luscious grass well fed, tender meat reclaim your identity secure … Continue reading insecure leaders

recycled myths

they recycled myths fabricated fearful superstitions promised paradise and sold it to us as the word of God ... and we believed

Heaven’s Chains

In the beginning there was guilt... I am re-posting my poem Heaven's Chains as an entry for Dungeon Prompt Week 8:  Guilt – Illuminating or Engulfing the Darkness? Was Eve a sinner or was she in fact, a savior? It was a secret of history Shrouded under the mystery Woman craved the apple tree From heaven’s chains … Continue reading Heaven’s Chains

Heaven’s Chains

(Heaven's Chains is a poem about Heaven through the eyes of Eve. Was Eve a sinner or perhaps a saviour? It is one of my personal favorite poems. Somehow, I found that post had been deleted. I am re-posting it now. It was a micropoem to start off with but I had a strong feeling … Continue reading Heaven’s Chains

Fear not, my child

Unsteady weak knobbly knees Blurry world through long eyelashes Drooling mouth taste of milk Nose twitching what a trick Gentle push it resists Stand up baby, mama persists Falling the only way to learn Long strides none can outrun Fear not the mighty lion For it will keep on trying Smell enemies in time Live … Continue reading Fear not, my child

When A Man Prays

When A Man Prays Sunlight turns to gold dust Prism in each rain droplet Majestic mountain bows Waterfall breaks into a pause Desert sand cool as mist Rose buds carpet the feet Angels lay down their wings Holy water starts to spring Mischief does not dare Sin smells of fear and God is obligated To … Continue reading When A Man Prays