Lament in the Shadow of Atlas I wake upon an Amazigh night Of music, dance and wine To find a World removed by song And drumbeats still, in time, With hearts held high, in simple style, Renewed in shared smiles. There cooking slow in tangines, vast, The echoes of […]
This piece of verse is a strong comment upon the Church child abuse scandal that shocked, and still shocks, the world of Christianity. In Ireland, clergy stood on pulpits and lectured the obedient masses on how to live good lives, whilst those same priests were abusing and raping their children. In other instances, nuns […]
Surreality A restless night with sweat-soaked sheets, conjures images of blood-filled streets and pain. Cetaceans mourn for humanity as dogs howl at a blood-red moon, which all too soon becomes a ghastly, horrid, evil eye staring, as crap, garbage and trash is […]
Quo Vadis? … the masochistic milk of human blindness that fuels low self-esteem that nourishes neglected youth when confidence slips sadly, silently between the cracks of childhood… … success becomes not even a tenuous dream but instead a foreign concept for citizens of comfortable stables; the rest, the wistful waifs destined to look on, unable […]
It was better before Ma says the wind’s coming, the bad wind. But I see nothing wrong. It’s very warm today. My best friend and his grubby little brother have gone. Their wrinkled Grandpa lives somewhere safe they said. Da is dead. The cough got him. I […]
The following poem was written by Jane Wilde, mother of Oscar. Jane Wilde, who was officially ‘Lady’ Jane Wilde, was an ardent Irish Nationalist who died in poverty. Her second eldest son, Oscar, lauded for his literary prowess, did nothing to help the impoverished people of his native land, yet his mother cared deeply for them. […]
Comrade to a Fickle Deity Mottled jowls adorn his life, softened hands and harried wife staring at her feet. A booming voice resonant with greed, bigotry and obstinate idiocy indicates the insecurity that bubbles beneath. That troublesome tongue seldom held behind tainted teeth, for long, has launched imbeciles upon voyages laden with infected product. The […]
The Quandary of Sceptical Solipsism … as the tiny child’s hand still clutched the busted bear, stuffing falling from both, I pondered in despair the desperate dichotomy of both; now inanimate. If it be a dream it’s a bad one that I have made, born of wanton masochism and gruelling imagery that drains the hopeful heart. […]
Survivor’s Creed … the souls beyond despondency hollowed to Hell’s Standard that causes a collapse of function into temporary oblivion to re-boot, re-ignite, replenish the will… … the echoes of ethereal laughter bound along the emptied space of phantom halls; footfalls dance and skitter across recycled time, inconsequential in face of imagination and mind; […]
Dun Day I sat upon an Autumn day, where brown envelops green and thought on clouds, both white and grey that reflected then my dreams. But answers, still elusive, swayed in secret through my mind, with hollow sound in echoes played to cast a beat behind. So stranded then, in mottled glar ‘neath […]
Here we have another offering from our resident poet on Rebel Voice, A.D. In The Solipsist’s Refrain, the author touches lightly upon the profound philosophy of Solipsism, which is based upon the premise that the only fact that we can know for certain is that the individual exists. Everything else is conjecture. René Descartes once […]
The Duality of Reality I’d like to write of drifting clouds of cotton white, And wispy paths with patterns lightly Dancing through, The smiling beauty of my view. But what I see are sodden rags of misery With moisture stank that sickens me For industrial gain, And nature weeps with acid rain. […]
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