Gender-sensitisation Poems

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Notions

Notions short poem

I thought you would walk behind, but you went ahead. I felt your place is at home, but you went to rule the world. I believed knowledge is my domain, but you invaded that terrain. I was conditioned to believe

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The Violin Maker

The Violin Maker long poem

The Violin Maker awakes and heats his glue in a coffee can rigged on a hotplate. He is aged and stiff like his wood piles of it stacked and waiting spruce special ordered from Ohio oak pieces from a broken

Hekate

Hekate long poem

In the shadow of moonlight My cape pulled up around Me tight, standing at the crossroads Under the tree of life, eyes like fire In the night… I call upon the spirit of HEKATE As thunder rolls and lightning strikes

The Music In Silence

The Music In Silence short poem

Wandering through the village orchard When the evening amber light is spread I could hear the music of nature When the breeze from nowhere intruded. The music band follows the breeze With a concert of the cricket shrill The pitter

Missing You

Missing You long poem

You don’t know how happy I am, When I first saw you. You cradled me in your arms, And said the words I love you. The day I took my first walk, I saw the happiness in your face, You

I bring you fire

I bring you fire short poem

Fire smoulders and branches crackle which smears the ground blackish grey ashen Feed these flames that rise and dance around naked orange red and blue with passion The ascension lifts hearts to warm our blood to create a vital archaic

The Caller

The Caller short poem

After breach in tolerance one peeled truth becomes incendiary. Afraid of the known: pitched against unknown. Dying young with stiff upper lip, the grief, was not curtained enough. The malignant spread, refused to retract a name from the epitaph. Greed

The Ride

The Ride short poem

Old sense of exhilaration for the spirit to soar free To be one with elements on an aimless kind spree No destination so to say nothing planned as such Tad touch of spontaneity & escapade a sole crutch Legs straddling

Free Style Freedom Of Expression

Free Style Freedom Of Expression long poem

take it to the beat watch us meet to greet fooling in the street tripping on the beach smoking fat leaves doing what you please as busy as a bee making sweet history there’s a battle for your mind I’m

Saturday Night At The Movies

Saturday Night At The Movies short poem

for John McBride Neill There was the Savoy and Lyceum, the Majestic and Colosseum, the Regal and the Roxy, the Tonic and the Troxy, the Princess and the Pallidrome, the Alhambra and Hippodrome. Great picture palaces, art deco and glass,

Dream World

Dream World long poem

All those romantic moments washed away in my flood of tears In a moment I got up from slumber dreading this horrific dream In that darkness of night I struggled to get back my sleep Sans sleep I waited endlessly

Sadness

Sadness short poem

As I lay in my bed I turn off the light Turn to my sweetheart To kiss him goodnight.. But the space is empty He’s no longer there I call out his name And cry with despair. Why did you

Armistice

Armistice short poem

unrearthing the fallen saint you wash your feet and enter the temple of forgotten god: cult of escapc from tangled half- truths with dramatic entry of hysterics you fail to accept yourself, the grieving death – mask transcends a fresco

Daughter

Daughter short poem

She was a girl who loved colors and art The fact that she couldn’t draw tore her apart Maybe trying a different method would work, she thought As razor blades and cutters she bought She started drawing and the canvas

Find The Way

Find The Way short poem

It takes a hard surface to sharpen a knife. Neither surface is willing to give. Difficulties sharpen the way we live. When they are overcome, life holds more to give. The number one is uncontested. Number two denotes conflict. The

Fear

Fear long poem

We are afraid today more than a lot, We choose to stay beneath our spot. We are so unbelievably protected From things that make us happy and connected. We are afraid of speaking up, We know we’ll do the stuff

The Music Never Stops

The Music Never Stops prose poem

Love stands in the corner at a party it might not have been invited to. Waiting for a boy who is too shy to say that it isn’t the drink he ordered. Or for a girl who is trying her

Puzzling

Puzzling short poem

You toppled the invisible burning the unburied buttons joining the history of names. Will I be able to communicate with straw to find out the age of the unarrived seeds? There is too much violence in green blood. The broken

I Think, I Learned, I Know

I Think, I Learned, I Know short poem

Out on a long journey Towards an unknown destiny I can hear someone calling me behind But I learned, I know things can’t get rewind. I wish I could have a genie Asking my three wishes to fulfill But I

To Braze A Star

To Braze A Star long poem

You raise me from my deathlike slumber- only to die out in silence like a shooting star. With sweet words you buffer- my heart into a steaming samovar! Your frown sinks like a smiting bolder- ruining my entire day like

Locked

Locked short poem

Bird with colorful freedom Slumbers in a golden cage With clipped wings And away from the ostentious world The free cadaverous bird Lured away from self discovery Will surely fall into An unfathomable pit of failure The floundering bird Struck

Annual Ritual

Annual Ritual short poem

That awkward moment when you stammer, truth spurts out: how not to offer a straight reply. Your green eyes tell me the pain of last century. Of armistice, of amputated legs and then you don’t know what to do with

Peace and Love

Peace and Love short poem

Peace is a candle in the darkest hour. Love is the petals that fall from a flower. Peace is a rainbow arching the sky. Love is the child that keeps asking why? Peace is a dove in a sea of

Together We Can Make A Difference

Together We Can Make A Difference short poem

Together we can make a difference Together we can bring in a little sympathy a little empathy A little compassion a little consideration Why do we need then such belligerence? Each revolution each change is always Weighed and tested on

The Cane

The Cane short poem

It is strong, it is stout It is rounded at both the ends No matter how healthy the aim is It never breaks, it never bends. It swoops like a whip It hits like a sword It stings like a

Dear Self Harm

Dear Self Harm short poem

Dear Self Harm, I know we’ve had this conversation before, But this time I’m throwing you out the door, I tried in the past but didn’t want to be rude, For after all you had done me such good. I

Flight

Flight short poem

Whirling discus thrower controlled precision, spinning presence concentrated energy coiled awareness for that one release Watcher sees and knows at the moment of letting go this one will be good same dynamic for shot putter, javelin thrower conscious complex actions

House Of Eden, Forbidden Door

House Of Eden, Forbidden Door prose poem

Walking through my House of Knowledge I came upon a door. The words that ran across the top I had not read before. “Because I love you, you must not go behind this door, I beg you so. This house

Empty Pockets And A Heart Full Of Gold

Empty Pockets And A Heart Full Of Gold long poem

I have empty pockets, and a heart full of gold. A family of eight, and friends new and old. I have blisters and bruises and cuts on my hands, no food for my family, and no wealth in my land.

The Peacefulless Death

The Peacefulless Death short poem

Great storms swaying here and there Who this time is it swaying away Man living everyday in fear Am I to go today or live another day Peaceful and eternal rest Most see death as such but what of the

It Does Not Die

It Does Not Die short poem

It’s not known why intimacy Starts between me and you Why overwhelming interests Made me eager to dream you Every incident between us Became colorful really Happy moments with you Touched my heart gradually Why I felt without you Life

In The Garden Of Dates

In The Garden Of Dates short poem

In the garden of dates, autumn is in love, With the crowning glory of sky blue above, Bringing the fruits of this October day light, I saw your splendor in the misty dawn slot, You appear in a shadow of

Shoeless And Unresticted!

Shoeless And Unresticted! prose poem

Became a Stribu model barefooted. One of many but an ordinary person. Wore a shirt I bought from Walmart. A denim shorts from Jcp. My teenage daughter was humiliated. I felt great, forgot my illness, heartaches. Stood proud clothed in

Girl On Westgate

Girl On Westgate short poem

GIRL ON WESTGATE/ FANCY AND IMAGINATION from the coach-window I see the girl on the city-kerb eating the orange ice-pop, hair fanning in the breeze, the centre of her own continuum, catching the smear of exhaust tasting the sharpness of

Radical Thoughts.

Radical Thoughts. short poem

I am watching flock of birds flying, gradually start disappearing. It makes me feel small and incapable. It’s not about the flying ability, it’s about the freedom. I tied with bondings, which makes me vulnerable. If change is the way

On My Death

On My Death short poem

When I die, Bury me in those pages, Which failed to become My identity, my stages. Let me lie close To those verses, Those prose, Which never truly dealt With the emotions I felt. In my death Let me be

Mirage

Mirage short poem

Evanescent be the vision I see, ephemeral be that which I seek.. But I search for I ought, for without it, I am but nought. Not for an answering soul, but for the manifestation of that which I conceive; a

In My Mind

In My Mind short poem

As I have aged and looked back in time I Wonder do Others minds think like mine. My knuckles have knurled, Hands have wrinkled in time. Skin browned and aged spots, Face cracked and crevassed, Sagging skin from sun and

You’re Crazy

Youre Crazy long poem

Well and You’re Crazy if you think I’m gonna let you bring me down again, if you think you can just come back into my life after being gone so long and expect me to take you back just like

Perseverance

Perseverance short poem

When we met at love point in the last spring To make our amazing dreams come true Together we made promises never to separate And vowed to our everlasting relationship We painted our dreams with wonderful colors Never to forget