5/52 Poetry Collection

BUBBLE

 

We share a story

A fairytale existence

Full of laughter

A bubble not to be popped.

 

Our own orbit

Grounded in truth

Held aloft by love

Deepened with understanding

 

Strong winds,

Shaky ground,

Uneven terrain

Through it all

Hands clasped firm

Together

Eyes locked

We are

 

Love him. Yes I do.

Love him. Yes I do.

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Saddle up

E a r l y morning and

the c h i l d r e n ‘ s voices

have j o i n e d in with the choir of birds

announcing day b r e a k.

I would have rather not k n o w n

preferred to lay

i g n o r a n t

between the w a r m t h

of the s h e e t s .

In a s t a t e

b e t w e e n worlds

neither h e r e nor t h e r e

my s u b c o n s c i o u s

in charge

my d r e a m s t a t e

at the r e i n s .

t’was n o t to be.

so,

good m o r n i n g

s a d d l e u p

let’s r i d e

this p o n y

 

 

 

 

The hills are alive with the sound of children

 

 

Copyright Ketakii Jewson-Brown

 

Island Vibe

Island vibes

Familiar ties

times and tides

changing lives

A few years running

and I find myself

landed

again.

By the ocean

round and round

without a wheel of time

following the sun

in the winds wake.

Life is

and will forever be

that which you create.

 

Island Vibe Family 2012

Copyright Ketakii Jewson-Brown

This Man

This man

he

knows me

From the hairs on

my belly

to the curve of my breast.

 

This man

he

knows me

From the heights

of irrationality

to the depths

of desire.

 

This man

he

knows me

From before

children

drunkenness and stupor

To after

children

neediness and lack of glamour

 

This man

he

knows me

Sometimes

I think

better than

I know myself.

Love him. Yes I do.

Love him. Yes I do.

Copyright Ketakii Jewson-Brown 2013

Poetry in Motion

I am poetry in motion

Stop

start

animation

painstakingly reworking

all the finer details

(years of work for a 3 minute show)

 

I am poetry in motion

Different from yesterday

In sync with the present

Aware of future alterations

 

I am poetry in motion

Full of haiku breaths

with sonnets in my hair

Sometimes in capital with

lower case moments

 

I am poetry in motion

Adding abstract narrative

Constantly commentating

Me

I am poetry in motion.

 

 

 

Copyright Ketakii Jewson-Brown

Hungover

Bleary eyed

Tired vibe

These bees buzz

constantly

in the tree above my head

It’s in bloom

I’ve been reading about the laws of attraction

and creative visulisation

Mangoes

then the 23rd chocolate

from the advent calender

sent from their great aunt

The children silent

watching a movie

Whilst I try to come to terms

with my hangover

amidst the overhead buzzing.

Twin Fins

 

I find myself missing you

The complementary nature of our energies

is like no other before

I find myself missing you

Since our friendships inception

Every moment has been shared

Now too far away to call

for no apparent reason

Late at night

Early in the morning

When the sun is it’s highest in the sky.

I find myself missing you

Under a similar sky

Feet planted on different patches of earth

Separated by the ocean

VAST

I will find myself missing you

Until we swim together again

In the same see

Twin fins

You see

Are

You

and

I

 

The ocean. Vast.