A Collection of Short Poems

Rubatosis

Suddenly I become aware

Surrounded by evergreen I realise

I am alive, I suddenly prepare

For the thumping to halt

The time will come when I submerge

Into a darkness, an unknown.

And yet with that knowledge

I realise all of life is a poem

One in which the stanzas change

And verses flow despite the neverending

Commas and full stops, it flourishes.

So why am I not living? Why am I pretending?

My Twisted Ending

I think I’m spiraling

I fall down like Alice

Through a dark and twisted

Tunnel of ebony and mayhem

It is a bottomless pit

And I see no path of escape

Except the faint light

That echoes my name the

further

I

descend

Nations

No child is born of envious goodness

Nor of deceitful depth that floods nations

And brings them to their knees.

Humans in all their humanity cannot be divided

Into one or the other, instead, they are the intertwining

Of Grace

Of Hope

Of Death and Darkness and Pain.

They are all the colours at once, and they will build nations and they will tear them down because of this.

Identity

I long to be as free as the ocean.

As light as the foaming clouds on the shore.

Let me dance along the warm sand and feel

The winds melodies flowing through my hair

Look at the horizon, how It stands proud

And tall, majestically holding it's place,

Not afraid of the water, pressing against

Longing for it to topple down and surrender.

I want to be the ocean, the sea, the horizon.

Lots of Love

M xx