Poems from Annette M Velasquez
It was the writer
Bertold Brecht
who spoke of the " darktimes"
so eloquently
yet that darkness referred
to society,
politics...
and today,...
Breath-
that vital wind
life's very rhythm
its essence...
In and out
automatic
an elixir, ethereal
air
sustenance.
Without it there's only...
Wreathed in pipesmoke,
caps jauntily aslant
village men of Bogside gather
inside a thatched- roof
pub
their talk punctuates
the air
with...
" Resistance-"
the word
resonates
while causes spring
up
like mushrooms
after a rain.
And now,
we have
hashtag
this and that
and the "Me...
Speculation-
I know longer try to engage
only human,
still, it happens...
A writer myself,
I know the worn cliches
of quirky, brilliant...