Fibre Poems - Poems about Fibre

... A day escaped, released from the sticky womb of night held firm in the arms of midwife morning, listen to its infant cries the wails of a newborn child unfed demanding of your bed and sleep......

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... I forget why, but I looped the loop, dropped headfirst into daydreams, felt post-dizziness summation of self, recombobulated in the inch above the ashes. I'm the greater half of the t......

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... Recently my nutritionist – a health freak if ever there was one – suggested I eat raw vegetables like cabbage, kale, asparagus, brussel sprouts, cauliflower and broccoli, all of the crucife......

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...The tight fibre of spring budding out of its buried shell like cove coming on as battle fatigue camouflage redirecting us from the throttle of Winter Liquid green like tomato feed The Angiosperm......

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... without you pressing my nerves may I ask you 'what is this life?' intricately untangle every fibre set me down a moment can serenity be practiced unravel connections isolate and remove ......

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... For Tom's 1984 The Fall of Big Brother In the dark soil beneath the weight of stone and silence, the meek are not mere shadows, they are tubers, reaching deep in furtive places, attracted b......

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...Paul Thorpe London man.' Not much on frills; is making His stand.' He offers his heart.' So i note..And i think for What I am worth? Its not just rote.' I wouldent say he's Perfect.! No not at all......

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...BREAKING THE SILENCE : NO MORE Sponsored by Ink Empress Glass shattered a Saturday afternoon tea ~ Silence holds steady black fleeced momentum for its own ripping when lightning as whi......

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...See how they run for every birthday they besmirch See how they stand steadfast isn't that a sad thing Although my heart is crying my soul is dying Hear their laughter, every smidgeon every fib......

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... it's how we cast shadows our scattered pieces that stick in your throat or mellow you out on inhalation but tell me, how gently will you hold me - now I'm laid bare? I don't know anymore......

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...Christmas Cheer My aunt was very old and lived alone, But loved in a way no-one can fathom, So at Christmas time I visited her tidy, To chat, converse, laugh and rhythm. I had flushed cheeks......

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...All you left me was a feather— The greatest goodbye I could ever receive. And, hidden somewhere within its delicate intricacies, in every fibre; Buried beneath the tiny atoms that make up who you ......

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...{Poet’s Note : I wrote this poem for the passing of my very dear friend & comrade, Cecyl Esau, Umkhonto we Sizwe Commander in 2021, as a contribution to his memorial service. Cecyl was given a full P......

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... spun … the dust devil did (unusually strong, that) but instead of leaving another layer of light-blocking powder it cleaned the solar panels like Windex and microfibre - shiny … as new th......

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...let me love you with my words, Surely it will never get close to How I'd love you with my soul. But then, words easily rest on my tongue like magic ink. As I mean every word, I'd love you to......

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