The Border Line (World Refugee Day) The problem is with the seeing. If you never see their pain You’d never feel it Wrap around your heart, Quickening it’s beat. Squeezing you to act. The problem is with the hearing. If you never hear the sounds of deep despair you’ll never know it, deep within your…
Tag: Seeing
Eyes Wide Open
One of my least favourite things in all the world is Kingston traffic, Kingston traffic heading through crossroads at 5pm. Petrol fumes and burning oil hang on hot, humid air. Cars, buses and pedestrians flooding frustration, pushing, pressing through non-existent lines. Revving engines roar and rage, horns beat out of time to the hollering song…
Letting Go
In fear, in stress, in “I’ll show you” In fetal ball my heart curls closed Like my fist All clenched tight All knuckled white Primed for self defence Primed for emptiness Letting go is lighter Letting go is braver Letting go is opening, Opening hand and heart Opening to the possibility that control is not…
Human Eyes
A single moment passes so quickly, yet can change a life forever. I was in the back seat of our family car. I watched the world from here a lot in my early years. I used to love long car rides, the passing scenery mingling with my day-dreams, the open Australian sky, presiding over cities,…
A Small Corner in the Sun
One of the places I love most in all the world is here in Jamaica, in the small corner in the sun where the river meets the sea at Frenchman’s Cove. This is a place awash with memories of family moments. It is also the place where my four year old son first learned to…
