freedom – Angele Toomey Poetry

How do you say goodbye?

I attended a farewell for an industry leader this week, I shall call her Ms X for privacy reasons. Her knowledge is technically accurate and her vision is focused on strategic and systemic change. But it is not for these reasons that she will be missed. Ms X is one of the passionate professionals I’veContinue reading “How do you say goodbye?”

Perspectives

Today’s poetry offering takes an earlier poem and gives an alternative explanation – from the perspective of a moon that managed to break orbit. The original poem is provided and then the rejoinder. Unrequited love To feed an unrequited love Is to be a moon orbiting a planet You are held at a safe distanceContinue reading “Perspectives”

What colours are your dreams?

Boy George, in Culture Club’s wonderful song Karma Chameleon, sang of having dreams in ‘red, gold and green’. These days my dreams of freedom and peace are set to colour scheme of yellow and blue. Slava Ukraini! Dream colours The colour of hopes and dreams Writ large as big sky thinking over a wide oceanContinue reading “What colours are your dreams?”

Supporting freedom

On Sunday 6th of March 2022, I hosted a Quilted Bananas* radio program on Wellington Community Radio 101.1 FM. I dedicated the show to the rainbow communities of Ukraine to recognize and highlight the adverse outcomes they would face if Russia were successful in its invasion. At that time the world was watching Ukraine beginContinue reading “Supporting freedom”

The truth about freedom

Today I am reposting a poem, with only slight modification, I had originally written in response to the military coup in Myanmar (Burma). https://wordpress.com/post/angeletoomeypoetry.com/532 If I think too hard about what is happening in Europe at the moment I will end up in a very dark and sad place. Freedom You cannot extinguish the lightContinue reading “The truth about freedom”

Sunday morning

I am not a morning person. Daily routineThe coffee maker’s whirris how you get me to stirIt’s promise of caffeine Is what I needI have to live through “morning”Return to the warm embrace of eveningMy days are for people, being a cloneAnd the night is freedom and mine alone

Clouds

I see the pattern… I am writing a lot of poetry about nature and the weather at the moment. I am not sure why. Let me think on that. This lifeI can hear the low hanging clouds call to me.I have known their ethereal touch on my wingsas I flew on mountain airand meals ofContinue reading “Clouds”

Chasing the wind

This poem was inspired this morning as I walked along the Wellington waterfront to work. Wellingtonians will understand the power of the wind to move us, figuratively and literally! Holding the windTrying to hold the wind in my handTo stop time:Make solid the ethereal;Give this body ofbone and hopemore permanence in the wild energy ofContinue reading “Chasing the wind”

Experiments with words

The poem below was performed live a few months ago when I was going through a particularly ‘experimental’ phase. I decided to give myself the challenge of writing a convincing narrative where I add to use three word phrases in a repeating pattern. I did not insist on matching syllable counts, thankfully. Let me knowContinue reading “Experiments with words”

A pantoum

A pantoum is a Malaysian form of poetry. It consists of any number of alternating quatrains with lines of any length and meter. Lines 2 and 4 of each stanza becomes lines 1 and 3 of the succeeding stanza. The lines are repeated in their entirety so that the stanza are interlocked with those aboveContinue reading “A pantoum”