The Padre’s Shroud

This is a follow up to my mythical figure assignment The Mystic of Mackinnon Road and here I had to be an object in the myth. The Padre’s Shroud beside my bold silk of silver finery they kneel, murmur, plead, chant bargaining with elaborate promises hope drenched whispers, ituri filters through to your kaburi do you … Continue reading The Padre’s Shroud

back to silence

if you turn your back to silence it makes you complicit in its cover up karma filters through time transcends the loudest denials if you turn your back to silence it will pursue and shroud you when you need it ...the least and... if you turn your back to silence under assumption it means subjugation … Continue reading back to silence

her veil

she asks for her veil if only to mourn freely if only to hide tears if only to display courage if only to bury her sorrow she asks for her veil if only as a shroud... The Battle of Karbala was waged against Hussain, the grandson of Prophet Muhammed, by the despotic ruler and tyrant Yazeed. Hussain and … Continue reading her veil

hues of red

hues of red in a common thread vermillion through blood to rose petals scattered over the white shroud but she stands proud a sacrifice so bold she would repeat double-fold ~ may the offerings of the oppressed be accepted ~

If I Die

I started writing micropoetry thanks to the #orjay challenge on Twitter. Every couple of days, we are given a new phrase to come up with a poem. This is what I did with the phrase "If I die" if i die still dressed in my bridal veil red with gold do not replace it with a … Continue reading If I Die

Keep It Hidden

Keep It Hidden Lower your gaze Expressions betray Lock your lips Words speak double Freeze the fire in your heart Misconstrued passion Cloak your mind Incoherent thoughts Shroud yourself Dark heavy veil Keep it hidden (Reading an autobiography recently reminded me how much courage it takes to speak of our own lives. Many of us would "Keep it Hidden")