Kirstie Sivapalan
Get A Test You Know Best Keep Numbers Down For The Clown Get On Line It takes Time Drive Ninety Miles With Sick Child Don't Blame Me ‘Cause It's Free Labs Can't Cope All Shoulders Slope Heed The Phrase HandsFaceSpace All We Need Three-Word Feed Syllables Only Two Can't Not Confuse. * Rule of Six… Continue reading Rule of Three
*Wouldn’t it be great if people did what I wanted?Followed all my beliefs, knew my right and my wrong?What a world of perfection and precision I'd have,if you all just could join in, my global song. Any "outliers" of course would be found and removed,hidden from view, as best I can.Then I could give everyone… Continue reading The President’s Defense
I wonder if it is born from Death – hope? Decay that falls back into the deepStripped down to whirring electrons, to the echo of life before retaining one thing, and is that thing – hope? not the seed but the thought of the seed,the breath, no the mere idea of the breathof its existence, and… Continue reading Hope’s Spring
A poem about perspective For video version (5 min long) please visit my YouTube channel, click here Which number are you? This poem, in the form of classical storytelling, was created in a response to the political climate, especially the UK, where discourse involving different perspectives has been overthrown in favour of zero-sum warring sides of… Continue reading A Story by Numbers
Divide Defied Decide What side Desist Resist Insist In this Divine Define Refine In time Inside Refind Remind Our kind Relate Innate Debate Our fate Reveal Unseal Unsee We're free Our Fight Our Might Our Sight Unite! Video version below: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQ2eU8NXnNU
For the Youtube version please click here. My latest poem, below, which follows on from my most recent post, is a reflection on the messages we receive every day about who we should be and what we should value - money, fame, power, success. All of these messages, and the constant bombardment of such, can… Continue reading Your beauty radiates.
(The wheel turns. The dancer must rest) Be still now What is life without loss? What is joy without love ? What is Earth with Spirit? Remember. Hear the rush of the Great Sea - The Sea that flows in your veins, through your heart. As you sit on the shore, embrace the… Continue reading Cancerian Retrospective
I might as well live in Timbuktu As far as I am - from me to you. I might as well live in San Salvador Confined to sofas and stuck indoors. I might as well live in Kaula Lumpur Dreaming of dancing away til four, Or even til two, but now, I might as well… Continue reading Less travelled
(I had to add this poem as a picture as WordPress helpfully kept removing my spaces! Note- WordPress, you may need to consider this feature for the poetic among us) The Perils of Change This poem came to me in one of those midnight inspiration moments. The last 6-9 months have been extremely wearing,… Continue reading The perils of change
Writing and M.E. 