To you, who aided the demise of my life Fragmented and depressed my existence You caused calamity and strife Bestirred a beast in me with
Season for Imagination
White flurry magic comes from the sky, flattering down with elegance and grace Just like angels, softly cover the earth bring a season of joy
Moods of Christmas
A busy season or it seems A joyful shopping and gift wrapping Spreading holiday wishes and dreams Hoping to find a great treat in stockings.
Wintry Mix
Winter weather is like no other Like a jar of cocoa – has its wintry mix How does the earth recover from the frosty cover
November Sky
Have you observed the November sky? It looks so innocent and so undone It’s not the same as in July A visible phenomenon made by
Rehearsal
A permission slip to shoot. To kill. No punishment, just after school detention An automatic weapon gives a thrill Awakes the spirit of contention. Oh,
Grateful
You didn’t heal me because of my great faith We both know – my faith is always shaky. You touched my weakened soul when I
Autumn Splendor
The golden crowns of the autumn splendorFlamboyant orange croton leavesThe yellow and the crimson chrysanthemumsEye pleasing and beautiful scenes.Sweet alyssum carpets the groundAs though protesting
I Come to You at the Eleventh Hour
I come to you at the eleventh hour ‘Cause you are my last resort. Ashamed ’cause I know that you have the most power Yet,
Jamaican Farewell
This poem was inspired by Ananda Only and his story about his beloved brother. https://anandaonly.in/2017/08/28/there-are-always-songs-to-sing/ Your spirit is in my heart forever, Even on days
My ChapBook
Hello all, I am happy to share that my poetry selection was published in a chapbook and is available on Amazon/Barnes &Noble. I genuinely hope
Oh Dear Lord, Hear Me Out
Oh dear Lord, hear me out Today, like no other day, I feel so lost. Like empty vase waiting for flowers Because the flowers got
Dream Where Life Begins
(To my kiddo) I can’t tell you who you are to be One thing I know for sure, Is that you must DREAM. Dream and
Not Afraid, But Free
I come to you in search for answers My heart, my body aches. There are no words to describe the flatness I feel inside my
Tegaru (The People of Tirgay)
Over hundred days of burning fires As though hell broke through my Tigray. Who is to blame? Has the government conspired? Is this an ethnic
Yeakel (Enough)
Somewhere in the dry land of Tigray, Between Tekeze and Gash rivers, A teenage girl screams in fear, Young body, young soul is torn like
Searching for a Turning point
A global pandemic, economic collapse A civil unrest has galvanized us. Questioning science causes turmoil, Searching for a turning point. Career politicians put our
Don’t Stand in a Shade
In the last few days, I had a spirited texting with a dear friend. Topic? Politics, of course. JSA, this is for you.
Politically Poetic 