Tag: poetry
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Keep this season so joyful!
They say children will grow. Once when Christmas cookies all decked in red and green are made and baked. Eyes full of joy, twelve if you are counting, will break an egg, then pour the flour and knead the butter as if they have learnt to see with their mouths full of joy. Then they…
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Keep blooming like a rose!
When time is up, and the fruits of your labor emerge, and faded memories linger, and faces and voices creep further away, and the ripples that form disappear, leaving behind a blunt-edge sword, and something to live for, when all the truth of your days are known may nothing but stillness and enduring horizons find…
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Keep knowing your worth: part 2!
For those who want to know their worth, know that it promises you nothing but fire. You will discover fire and walk through it. Discover it burn and still pass through it. Many around you will not see the fire and will walk past you and your fire. They will walk and be blind to…
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Keep this quiet storm!
The roosters are coming home. Every single one of them. What they forgot is that we are where we are by design. Where they fail to understand or see our worth, we know it to be our worth. Nothing we touch is by accident. We decide too what we touch. So it gives me great…
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Keep being thankful!
In a large grey and blue room, a group of people stood, committed to be thankful this year. We were thankful for so many things. Life, health, friendships, people, this community will touch your soul, enter your mind and never be forgotten. They will make you remember all the ways we are thankful. All the…
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Keep my story.
What you see are my struggles. The journey through dreams too. We have soared through the fire of our imagination. Soared too into the unknown. They other day, I asked someone if they would come along for the journey. They said no, not in words but action. I let them be, knowing soon, I would…
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Keep the art of gathering!
Grace A million notes of thanks lingered in a room this evening. Pumpkin pies, delightful communion, over chicken and greens. Thank you, thank you, thank you for the gift of gathering, for these moments of pampering, for the chance to remember what it means to connect with each other. They are like the moment when…
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Keep spreading light!
Some minds bend like trees, only to create a path that lead to dreams. Those that tell all the moments we create. A new sun. A dazzling hill. Drums beating. Mountains trembling. Children singing. As we inherit the truth of our beginning. We who were born of mists and dream. Forever creating a space to…
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Keep dreaming!
Some truths are in full cycle now. Many will not understand, how light unravels itself. But the truth is ours. It has always been now that we see the fruits of our dreaming. See antelopes bend to drink from streams dreaming. See the sun follow us across the horizon lingering. See too how dreaming set…
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Keep thick love and the power of your grants!
That we have been engaging in a persistent struggle should be widely known. We have been riddled with struggles ever since we decided to mingle in the whispers of academic circles. The whole problem though seemed to be informed by two things. What we want, that is bigger than ourselves and what they want to…
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Keep nurturing what matters!
I imagine somethings can be bold and urgent. Yesterday I started to write about my grandmother’s death. It’s been 27 years and still if feels like it was yesterday. They say never let your knowledge of anything keep you from your nurturing of core things. So, that same yesterday, I sat and listened to dreams…
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Keep the sighting of a Baobab tree!
Fifteen years ago, my feet stepped on a land nourished by Baobabs and it happened that when we stepped on it again, the sound of the passing wind, was still the Baobab, the tree built upside down, was the Baobab, the calabash full of fruits, was the Baobab, the long-lived tree with multiple uses, was…
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 