On Characters and Identity

Poetry, Unintended Poetry

An Unintended Poem


with how the face of society
is changing

more tolerant
breaking gender personality attributions

it may become essential
to make characters
more fluid
in the overall

exceptions will exist

but more and more

people are embracing
just being

 

Words by Anike Kirsten, Formatting by Jasmine Arch.

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To Colour, or Not to Colour

Poetry, Unintended Poetry

An Unintended Poem


I think photography works
the same in black and white
as art work, which is that
the piece should seem complete
without colour, but as though
the mind can be tricked
to think that there is.

If that makes sense?

The various shades of grey
and the contrasting
should make it look
like it has colour.

 

Words by Anike Kirsten, Formatting by Damian Jay Clay.

Earth’s Tears

Poetry, Unintended Poetry

An Unintended Haiku


The Earth rotates—always—bringing about constant change. As it follows its elliptical orbit around the sun, the Northern hemisphere warms. After months of cold, frost, and snow, the Earth weeps tears of joy. Flora and fauna rise from their fights to survive, and come to rest. The Earth’s tears provide for them the precious matter needed for life.

 

I be well,
and I be pond,

and other sorts
of water bodies.

 

Words by Anike Kirsten, Formatting by Jasmine Arch.

I Got the Matrix Feeling

Poetry, Unintended Poetry

An Unintended Poem


I had a weird dream
based on your story
last night.

I kept waking up inside
a dream, to wake in a dream,
of different scenes.

I can’t quite remember
the details but the feeling
was that I was trying
to get back to reality.

I’m still feeling
like I’m about to wake
any moment.

 

Word by Anike Kirsten, Formatting by Damian Jay Clay.

Food, Glorious Food

Poetry, Unintended Poetry

An Unintended Poem


I like vegetables
like pork and chicken
as well.

Aged rump with blue
cheese sauce is the best
meal I ever had.

I’ve no idea about Stilton
or Roquefort.

My cheese knowledge
is limited to blue,
cheddar, camembert,
and brie.

For everyday eating,
I never grow tired
of a strong cheddar,
especially with hot
English mustard.

Hugs, BigBadBear,
we don’t mean to tempt.

 

Words by Anike Kirsten, Formatting by Damian Jay Clay