Works in Progress #1

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International Women’s Day 2023: A Poetic Tribute

International Women's Day

International Women’s Day (IWD) is celebrated annually on March 8, it is the focal point in the women’s rights movement and raises awareness of the social, economic, cultural and political achievements of women.

The 2023 campaign theme is #EmbraceEquity

My Poetic Tribute

Over the years I have written a few poetry pieces inspired by women and their journey’s, the pieces have explored women’s strength, their growth and their challenges. I have selected a few below to be a part of my poetic tribute.

“Bearing Fruit” : video and audio

“I am Naked” : audio

“The War Cry” : Instagram live video for the book launch of Warrior in 2020 and another video for End Violence Against Women campaign 2022.

A reading of Maya Angelou’s poem “Still I Rise” audio

Dear Strong Woman

A couple of years ago I started a motivational series on Instagram called “Dear Strong Women.” Have a look at my Poetry by Traysi Instagram account and scroll through the posts for the black text on green background ones…

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A spoken word piece for Dignify

For the launch of Dignify in 2020 I was commissioned to write a spoken word piece. This was a part of their journey to engage artists into the Dignify conversations about healthy relationships.

I also revisited my filming and edited skills and created a short spoken word video!

The encounter

From afar I felt you
On the back of my neck your whispered words brunt bruises into my skin 
And into the night I saw you 
Through shadows and joy induced fears 
I was reminded of all those years where 
Deep within something stirred and shattered  
 
Am emotion lit by a lighter thumb flick
I was in front of you
Smiling through clinched teeth and tears 
Looking different from my insta pic 
Wondering if you liked what you saw
Do you like me

This was real I could feel and still
I stood in that moment waiting for you  
Waiting to be pulled internally 
Blistered hands moulding  
Starting a transformation  
I wanted and didn’t want 
At the same time 
Becoming something I did not want to be 
Was not borne to be
Couldn’t be 
Silently screaming superficially “i will not be!”  
 
Sealed into a glass box and tossed like dice until I cracked  
Pieces of me suddenly unimportant  
Irrelevant
App pressed finger swipe 
Sweating in screen lit places 
Faces bodies blurring
Until you saw me
You liked me 
You told me I was your queen
And you’ll show me the world
The things I will see
Only imagined in Hollywood dreams
Scenes where I danced in blissed
Kissed by the gold you promised me
Our attraction
Stunned all sense out of me
None of it made sense
The way I craved your attention
Your toxic flooded eyes showed me oceans 
And all I wanted to do was dive right in
Blind folded to your unloved speech
Caressed intimately by fingers glued to mouse clicks
Eyes watered from starring too much too hard
Every detail too bold and sold through cheap pleasures 
I dived right in until I drowned
Into a relationship I could not find 
Its foundation crumpled into distances 
Fallen sand disappeared through my open fingers
And despite every cell in my body crying out no
I said yes  

Because you know I loved you from our first encounter 

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Instagram Poetry Tips Series

Tips #1 and #2

Do day dream about writing poetry?

Do you need some poetry writing encouragement?

Maybe I can help, hopefully? I have started a new Instagram Poetry Tips Series to encourage those who are either thinking about writing or those have reached an unmotivated stage where anything poetry leads to a dead-end! Trust me, I have been there many times!

Here are my first two tips!

You might also find ‘Why Do I Write? Reason #1: It Heals’ post helpful.

You can also checkout ‘Poetry Writing Inspiration.’

My poetry: real love

A few weeks ago I was asked to write a spoken word piece based on the Bible scripture 1 Corinthians chapter 13. This I performed at the Wellspring during a talk about “Real Love.”

1 Corinthians Chapter 13 Love
One of the popular scriptures about love
Love bears all things and never gives up 
In every circumstance it remains
Roots dug deep in storms
Where failures transform into new things
Overcoming life’s hurdles
Ducking and diving dilemmas
Unexpected and foreseen
Steadfast it stays
For days
For years
Forever
Enduring it all
Never giving up

Love never loses faith
Continues believing
Hoping
Seeing beyond human mind-sets
And current situations
Seeing the best
Protects with a shield that surrounds and trusts
The glue in all relationships
Patiently bringing peace in the waiting
Kind
Selfless
Caring
Compassionate
Love

Outshining anything man made and thought of
Intertwining into life so gracefully
Cutting through concealed places
Heavy spaces where things seem lost

Love stays strong
Never weakening
Never dwindling
Never fails
Fades or ends
Just flows out of those who know
What it means to be loved and
To love
Growing out of God's love
Filled with a real love
Out of a heart fully submitted
Births something so beautiful

An understanding that
God is love
God is love and
All who live in love live in God and
This love is the greatest
The most powerful

Where every cell of our body pours out love
Where every action and
Reaction begins and ends with love
Where every language spoken is in the language of love
And we are nothing if we haven't loved

We can have a faith that moves mountains
Speak in tongues of angles
Have the gift of prophecy and
Can fathom all mysteries and
Knowledge
We can give all to the poor and do all the things we think God has called us to do
Leave a life of legacy lasting for generations and generations
We can do and overcome amazing things both big and small
All in the name of the lord
And still not love

Seasons will come and go
Prophesy will cease
Tongues will be stilled
Knowledge will pass away
Like dust disappearing in the wind and despite all these endings
Only three things will remain
Faith hope and love
And the greatest of these is love

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Stop sexual abuse & sexual violence: a poetry dedication

A poetry dedication to stopping violence against women and stopping sexual abuse and sexual violence

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Windrush Day 22nd June

The first Windrush Day was celebrated in the UK on 22 June 2019. This day acknowledes the generation of people from the Caribbean, who came over to the UK by invitation to help rebuild Britain after the World War Two.

But when 500 migrants from the Caribbean arrived at Tilbury Docks in Essex in 1948 to live and work in the UK, they were met with racism, prejudice and hostility.

My parents came over from Grenada in the early 70’s, after the Windrush generation. It pains me that decades after Windrush they were mistreated. And decades after thatWindrush Scandal hit the news in 2018.

Over the years I have written various spoken word/ poetry pieces exploring racism, identity and culture. I have shared some of these pieces below.

My poetry dedication to Windrush Day

They beat sticks – an audio recording of a poem from my book Warrior.

Go back to your country – an audio recording

Still enslaved (aka ‘we rose out of freedom’) – an audio recording

One word poetry prompt: ‘melancholy’ & ‘spark’

At the start of this year I felt demotivated and recently asked my Instagram followers to send me one word poetry prompts. Below are the poems I wrote for ‘melancholy’ and ‘spark.’

“Melancholy” (word prompt by @hec_poetry )

the day began with a slowness of thought

splashed water on face and fuelled by coffee

he emerged from the kitchen wondering

if outside was grey why the cloud in his room remained?

was this feeling a new destiny?

one he should embrace

he sighed into his sofa

and waited for hope to grow

feet planted in soil to be watered

he wanted to experience a new birth

one where he flourished

would a transformation of self come?

will it be the same next month?

the thought went as quickly as it came

his coffee now cold cup placed on the floor amongst others

enough thinking for the day he laid down and closed his eyes

tomorrow he will revisit it all again

he sighed a silent thank you

he did more than yesterday

‘spark’ (word prompt from @madeuniquecic)

it came

when she least expected it

from nowhere it found her

during her lowest

helping her to become

she had no idea she had it in her

until she felt a warmth in her belly

and others saw a glow in her eyes

a bounce in her step

whilst she walked a trial of flowers

behind her

they said

she brought light in crowds

hope in situations

when she laughed everyone smiled

when she cried they felt her pain

at night

she held the spark in the palm

of her hands

wondering what to expect next

her life

a book she was ready to write

with an ending that excited her

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