Poetry: Seat of Angst and Joy

Unlike fiction, poetry lays bare the soul. When emotions are triggered, truth emerges to release the floodgates of our fundamental humanity.

Grief and celebration are opposites, yet poetry has the power to eulogise the celebration of a life, physically departed, yet vibrant in memories eliciting a smile, an inner giggle and the radiance of love shared. Memories are evocative through sensory imagery, the olfactory, the auditory, the tactile and visual, bringing a life well-lived into the conscious mind. From the ordinary to the sublime a mother’s love moves across time and space.

 

poetry lays bare the soul.

 

Random Heart Poetry: First Love, is the celebration of a mother mourned, loved and cherished. Poems in First Love are inspirational and biographical on the value of the manifold roles a mother plays in a single life. Loved or forsaken a mother’s love is immutable.

 

from the ordinary to the sublime a mother’s love moves across time and space.

 

As a biographical suite of poems, there remains the grace and privacy of a life well-lived, respected and honoured across continents from Africa to Australia. Random Heart Poetry: First Love portrays a faith-filled life in a selfless nurturing role in service to communities bent by life’s shadows. Random Heart Poetry: First Love depicts a noble life deserving of etched recognition on history’s page.

 

 

Random Heart Poetry: First Love is available on all your favourite platforms:

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Fear: Thy Strength

After an evening at the amazing Headlong, Nottingham and Almeida Theatre production of 1984, the timeless warning of the danger of unchecked power and the futility of resistance invited thoughts about the state of society in other areas of power, control and fear.

The passive aggressive comment, the staring down to intimidate, the proclamations of intellectual superiority, cultural, religious or racial bias uttered from a monocultural, bigoted point of view instils fear in the targeted individual, reverberating with the mental torture Orwell’s character, Winston Smith undergoes.

Sleepless nights, dreaded days, endless bouts of nausea, skulking in the shadows away from penetrating eyes, questions about questions.

The long day’s journey into another sleepless night becomes relentless. Guilt, self-questioning and a whittling away of self-confidence reeks of the fascism of workplace politics.

Competitiveness of the narcissistic ladder climbing co-worker or the sadistic joy in pulling others down is yet another corrosive dimension of inhumanity.

Systemic torment dims the light of the once vibrant, optimistic individual, the light is interrupted as dark days take over. Winston Smith tried to hang onto the waning light in Nineteen Eighty-Four.

With every knock…

The eroded self-confidence and panic attacks sends the tormented individual hurtling into a bottomless pit of mental anguish …

 

Each act of power and control, topples the victim blow-by-blow…

 

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While the message is bleak, while it might not seem possible, there is a light at the end of the long, dark tunnel, the light of strength.

 

Fear is thy strength when compassion and love grow from the depths of pain.
In fear, there resides hope.

 

Hope is the light — fiction and poetry hold the power to transform fear to courage as all struggles pass, they exist in the now—the page turns as truth lifts its head to the sun. 

 

George Orwell predicted a future that has become a reality today, not only within the realm of politics and governance but also serves as a cautionary note to take a closer look in the mirror to decide if our souls are indeed supportive or destructive of each other.

A dark message sheds light on what should be rectified to save ourselves and the ‘unborn’, the next generation, from even darker inhumane acts.

 

What will you do today to uplift someone from the quagmire of human cruelty?

 

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