He Doesn’t Smile

I’ve been gone for a few months, but I’m back! I watched a documentary last week about the Syrian refugee crisis and it made me reflect on some of the news coverage I’ve seen about war and conflict around the world and I decided to write a piece about a refugee who’s expression almost moved me to tears.

Last night I was thinking about a Syrian refugee

 

He doesn’t smile,

He doesn’t smile because his smile looks like a grimace,

Because there’s nothing to smile about,

Because smiles and laughter don’t feed hungry mouths,

He carries his babe at the border,

Those around her don’t smile,

Because their eyes have seen horror face to face,

Horror doesn’t smile,

She is cruel,

And playful,

And indiscriminate,

She takes adults and children,

And loved ones,

And enemies,

She grabs parts of all,

Smiling beings,

And leaves behind man, women, child

All different,

All changed,

All unsmiling.

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunshine Through My Window

The days are getting a little brighter here and life is stirring and beginning to buzz all around. Out of darkness eventually comes light and out of poison medicine can often be found. I’m trying my hardest to create the light on the window through which I see the world and spring beaming outside is making that a whole lot easier. This weeks haiku are inspired by my first few days of spring.

Sniffles at the start of spring

With blossom blooming,

Spring chicks fluttering by,

Shivering I lie.

Garden in the sunshine

Bird feeder ready,

Inviting seed out for all,

Springs song in the air.

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A world where winter lasts an eternity: Svalbard

This week’s poems were inspired by a nature documentary on the animals and landscape of Svalbard, an archipelago between Norway and the North Pole. I hope that you enjoy them!

Svalbard

Long winter shinning,

Horizon, bleak, cold, sea birds,

Enjoy arctic feast.

Arctic Fox

Nomadic winter beasts,

Infants of a sunless plaine,

Waiting sunlight’s smile.

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New Year, Old Challenges

Trying to rekindle an abandoned fire

They tell me to write about a colour,

Make it red,

Express your feelings,

Fill in the blanks,

Create,

That is the task,

To use colour to create,

But we’re not painting,

Not sweeping brush strokes against that familiar canvas,

We’re meant to look out at the expansive landscape,

And create!

Find energy and inspiration there,

Create,

But the sun has gone down and there is darkness,

Not a gloomy blackness,

Just the absence of light,

Of energy,

And that’s okay,

They say it takes time,

To learn to love what you once loved,

Not patient waiting,

Time and effort,

Like pushing that boulder up the hill,

And so tentatively I fill in the blanks,

In the excited hope,

That an infant’s scrawl on a page,

Will slowly become what it was before.

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January Haiku

The month of January is almost at an end! It seems that time has flown by since January the 1st. I’ve penned a few haiku to describe some of the happenings from my first month of the year. I hope that you enjoy them!

Pigeon on an Apple tree

These confused babies,

Silently eating bird feed,

Brighten up winter.

 

Health Scare

Last week rains tears fell,

Trapped under gloomy clouds,

Broken by sunlight.

 

Reclaiming Life

Taking ownership,

Each moment my creation,

Mine to untangle.

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