Welcome to my poetry page!
All poems found here are original pieces. I find my inspiration through the journey of searching for deeper understanding and connection of myself and others.
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In Solidarity.
I was asked by the organisers of Calgary’s Racial Justice Conference to do a Land Acknowledgement. I used poetry to share my feelings of being here on Indigenous Land as an immigrant and as a Black woman. This poem is about my feeling about Black people being welcome by Indigenous Communities and how we need to stand with them when they are calling for us to do so. How being on this land means a responsibility to answer that call without question.
Blinds
Blinds was written for a Project by Calgary’s 5th Poet Laureate Natalie Meisner called “ This Might Help” A collection of Audio poems by Poets from all over Alberta.This poem is about the moment I broke through a depressive episode thanks to my new plant I had been neglecting as I had been neglecting myself.
Home Soil
Home Soil is a poem about the meaning of home and the identities we form around it. As an Immigrant, for me home will never be Colonial Canada. I owe everything I am to my true culture and heritage. Even now, as a Citizen, I do not identify with “ Canadian Culture” even after being here for 7 years.
Free Me
This poem was written and published with F-Word Magazine in 2022. This Black Feminist poem is about being freed from Eurocentric beauty. This is not a poem asking to be free, this is a poem about living in the freedom knowing that Black woman are the blueprint of beautiful. Black women and the Blueprint for life.
Grace
I went to see Ije: a live Production by Perpie at Studio Bell. I was in absolute awe. A Nigerian like myself who had to start her career over while finding herself again. It was beautiful. I also had the pleasure of seeing Titilope Sonuga the Poet Laureate of Edmonton Perform of the first time and I was moved. I was inspired. They had this Grace and Strength about them that not only inspired me but also made me feel inadequate. This poem is a journey to discover why.
Don’t Touch me
This poem is one of my most powerful. Nobody should be touched without permission. This came from the experience of a woman being touched by men without consent their whole life.
Melanin Strong
A poem that compares melanin to the strength of Black people. Our skin connects us through experience and that gives us strength
African Flower
African children are depicted in the media in a certain way: starving, uneducated, in need of help. I wrote this poem to celebrate the African child who grew up in a world that views them as less than.
IF I
Imposter syndrome is prevalent in all of our minds. We compare ourselves and our journeys to others without taking a moment to appreciate the skills we’ve acquired, the lessons we’ve learned, and the paths we’ve walked. This is a poem to myself and every person that feels like I do. I am a poet even though I don’t always feel that way.
Words Matter
Words are just words
"It's not that deep"
But check the dictionary and you'll discover they have meaning.
Waiting for Summer
Moving from Sunny South Africa to Canada the True North really took a toll on my mental health. This poem is about Seasonal depression and what that means to me as an immigrant.
Split Second
TW: Sexual Assault Split Second is about the realities of being a woman. How a simple walk can turn into a fearful, anxiety inducing situation the moment you remember what could happen because you are alone.
An Ode to the Old Me
We have all thought about what we would say to our younger selves. What would do differently? What would we do the same? What would we like them to know?
An Ode to My Anxiety
You were unexpected.
A thought I hadn't formed
A light-hearted spring rain that
became a raging winter storm.
Microagressions
It starts off small.
Emerging from the tiniest thought
a seed of "what the hell does that mean"
That blooms and grows.