A Storm of Words - Hello Poetry

Apr 27

Jimmy silker

The cartographer coddled by the satnav
He used to be king of the map
But he's become so reliant on it
Feels He should hand his qualifications back

The photographer produced such sterling work
Unattainable to the average ****
Now his darkroom tricks
Honed over decades
Leaves all cold
who can't do that?
We all reckoned

The scriptwriter a decade back
Pretended empathy with the working man
Total automation was the track
No human error was the plan
I'm ok I'm a creative they wouldn't dare replace me
Besides he laughed
No virtual engine could capture
The eternal verities.

We are not economically viable.

Apr 27

South-by-Southwest

Pride

Pride is everywhere
Comes in many forms

The rich man is proud
of what he has
The poor man is honored for having less

The talented are proud of what they do
The less talented are proud of their hard work

The religious are proud of their religion
The unbeliever proud of his unbelief

The established man is proud of his social status
The counter-cultured proud to be outcast

The learned man proud of his intelligence
The simple man proud of his simplicity

If thre is a universal sin would not pride be the first

God hates the men of pride
He thinks they are the worst

Apr 27

Druzzayne Rika

Way forward

Paralyzed by the unknown, lost in shadow, how can I find the fissure where light might pierce this gloom? It presses in – a void that steals the air, leaving me breathless in the emptiness. Doubt, a fragile seed, sprouts even here in the suffocating dark. Where is the conduit for truth? How can it be brought forth? Is the only passage forged in fire? Must I consume myself, offer my own being as the flame, hoping its sacrifice illuminates the way forward?

Apr 27

Nylee

Think before I say

I'm mature at times and immature at lengths
I need to keep my tongue to go off a roll
I regret a breath later, I'll regret it till the end
So hard is to make do, my assessment calls
I need to think through it, the pitfalls
Blink and compute, what comes from the mouth
Is it true, kind and necessary?
Am I calm, steady and ready?

#nyee

Apr 27

Nolan Bucsis

Somberlain

Into sleep.
I recede.
Every day.
An opaque .
Nostalgia.
For depression.
And other.
Muddling things.
But I can't sleep.
The whole day.
Through.
Anymore.
Tiredly waking up.
In a tomorrow.
Too late to really.
Do anything

Apr 27

Abbott J Hardison

You

I'm a person,
You made me,
I'm a product of you,
Your loving touch,
I'm a compound,
Your atoms make me up,

The universe has so much matter,
But none of it matters,
Without you,

You,

I make the bed in my heart,
So you have somewhere to sleep,
I carve out room,
Where I store my love for you,

I'm a creature,
But I'm human when I'm around you,

You make me human,
Human,
Human,
Who?

Apr 27

Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe

For the sake of peace.

White dove sitting still
Looking up above
No use flying now
Danger in the air.

Child sitting in the basement
Listening
Shivering
No use playing now
Danger everywhere

Mothers sitting numb
Crying
Praying
To God above
Asking for mercy
Going nowhere

Men running outside
Holding guns
Throwing bombs
For peace.

Shell✨🐚

It’s sad. I posted this in 2021 and in 2025 it’s still the case. Pray for world peace. 🍀

Apr 26

South-by-Southwest

White Rabbit

Where was white rabbit ?

The girl that breathes Canal street's Spanish moss and dances to Zydeco

I fumbled , tripped on the goal line
all tangled in thorns

Now charged to walk late night's on Jubilee

The fog plays tricks behind facades of listless taunts of truth

I gaze through haze but swirls of vapor twist the thoughts

***** , blues , voodoo , jazz and you ,
my white rabbit

Apr 26

Bekah Halle

**Lean in**

Last intensive, last counselling lecture, last semester, last chaplaincy subject…
Last—
This won’t last, soon it will be in the past, right now I can’t wait for it to fly fast,
But I’m sure, sometime, in the not to near future,
I will look back with forlorn, how could it go so fast?
The future looms,
I need to zoom out, hold the prospects lightly, noticing how they feel…
I feel!
Exciting, overwhelming, the usual anxiety-producing sensations.
Could there be another way to feel about the future?
Could there be faith in the unfathomable, not too distant future?
Could the unknown become my friend, inviting me to see new possibilities?
Welcoming risks for pure bliss?
From this vantage point, it has flown,
But I know there have been times when it just felt slow, and my spirit groaned.
So, can I sit here, in the now, embrace the future full of confidence?
I am here now!
Four years ago the challenge loomed,
Felt like carrying bricks up Mount Everest: impossible.
But here I am. I am here.
Celebrate, clap and cheer
the impossibility is thus so near.
It whispers: come closer, lean in, don’t be afraid, peer…

Going back over poems that I have written but not posted...

I went back to “school” and studied for a MA in counselling and chaplaincy…lots of reflection.

#past #nearfutureishere