Poet, playwright, director and lover of words
Every weekend, I will highlight a creative inspiration; poet, artist, piece of work. I believe that writing, and creative endeavours are a conversation. Sometimes we are whispering to our own hearts, and other times to others. So, when I read works by other writers, or view art, I am trying to hear the voice of… Continue reading Weekend Creative Corner 23rd June
Roll up, roll up, enter the carnival of curiosities. This is the Holy Land. ‘We are the most moral army in the world’, the toy soldiers shout. They point their guns at the white flags, rat-a-tat-tat, and the dolls fall down. Some are tiny, red, red is the stain on the ground. Bang bang, phosphorus… Continue reading The Holy Carnival of Curiosities
Dare to Say child we see you, we will not look awaychild we hear you, we will not turn awaychild we hold you, we will not fall awayDare to look away, we see youDare to turn away, we know youDare to say you didn't knowDare to sayDare to say(c) S.Abdallah A child running from Shifa… Continue reading To those that refuse to stand for this child
I thank God for Ramadan, it the only balm for the fury I feel every day when I see what is happening in Gaza. When I hear politicians and those who could do something offer nothing but platitudes. What difference does it make if they are sincere or cynical? As for those committing and complicit… Continue reading Ramadan Day Four
Mother of Parliaments We thousands stand on a February winter morning, outside the Mother of Parliaments.The sun hides behind clouds, ashamed.Placards and flags lean against the wind, as we witness, sing and chant.Thousands of miles away, under this same sun, hands stretch outfor food, for hope. You offer nothing but words, words, wordsto shelter infant… Continue reading On Mothering Sunday
Today you amputate the trees, roots press down to bone and fingers supplicate a shrouded earth. The soil is seeded with unripe hearts. Speak my prayers to the wind, they are louder than your guns. (c) S.Abdallah MAHMUD HAMS | Credit: AFP
This is the start of winter, however, the winter solstice has passed and the days are slowly growing longer. It's an ideal time to reflect, look over the past year and turn to the new one. What are your reflections, do you have resolutions for the coming one? Mine? I would like to stop sleepwalking,… Continue reading Turn of the Year
Before the clouds bustles grey silks to her sky waist; I walk down West End Lane, tip my head to a cat in black fur tuxedo, lift my face to the sun and smile. The world is good, amen. Shereen Abdallah (c)
'Anything worth thinking about is worth singing about' Bob Dylan, The Essential Interview Smart man, I would add, and worth writing about. Mary Oliver wrote a poem inspired by him, and it is peach perfect. She has this quote on her preface page.
Two Gentlemen An Italian Greyhound and German Shepherd are engaged in conversation. The greyhound stands on haunches, and licks my nose, a continental greeting. He allows the liberty of hand drawn along his back; I take my leave and make my way to Waitrose. Shereen Abdallah ©
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