Rebirth

rebirth

Treat with care
a still image
that an actor could bring to life.

A black-and-white photograph of a baby
Held at arms-length by a midwife – the girl that nobody wanted –
who had little choice but to re-enact this dream called life.

Is it possible to be born again?
To REBIRTH?

An angel is
brought to Earth
on the wings of her fables
about changing the world.

Begin softly this new rhyme in her body. With the title “Human Parade”.

Her rebirth is the gift of traveling to the corners of the Earth and sharing the news that she’s arrived.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside

Where do we go when we die on the inside?
basquiatDo we rupture our attachment to family? Our daily bread?
1basquiatOur ability to mimic breath?
bas-no-relief-3Jean-Michel Basquiat died of a heroin overdose at the age of 27 in 1988.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/14/weekly-photo-challenge-inside-2/

EXPOSURE

Polio in Sierra Leone

British award-winning writer and documentary filmmaker Michele D’Acosta is seeking to transform the lives of 170 African polio victims who are struggling to stay alive in the former British colony of Sierra Leone.

With the help of an international photography competition, D’Acosta’s goal is to bring global attention to the desperate plight of these forgotten people – and use her photo-journalism as a tool to help leverage medical attention, food, clean water and proper housing for the men, women and children that live in cramped and unsanitary conditions in a bombed out building on Pademba Road, Freetown, Sierra Leone.

Michele D’Acosta began her film and television career as a reporter for the BBC – reporting on the break-up of the Soviet Union in the early 1990s and then going on to produce a slew of television documentaries with the high profile and controversial director, Nick Broomfield. However, it wasn’t until D’Acosta had a wake-up call to change her life from television producer to a photographer and filmmaker working for positive social change that she took (for her) the unusual step of submitting her images of polio victims to the fifth annual EXPOSURE photography competition hosted by the See Me Gallery in New York City.

The winner of the EXPOSURE competition will be decided by public vote. More importantly, if she wins, D’Acosta will donate the winning prize money of $1,500 to set up a fund to kick-start a lifeline of financial support and medical help for these forgotten polio victims.

It is Michele’s personal belief that a country is judged by the wellbeing of its most vulnerable citizens. Sierra Leone is one of the ten poorest countries in the world and one of top ten diamond producing countries in the world.  In supporting this critical Worldwide Wave of Action — please join her in taking action on behalf of disabled people whose plight is invisible to the mainstream media.

To vote now, click on https://icosta.see.me/exposure2014. Voting closes on Monday March 31st, 2014.

For more information, Michele can be reached at Michele@thepeaceproject.com By phone on +44 (0) 7417436097, on Twitter @michelepeaceday or Skype at micheleadacosta.

Thank you so much. I look forward to hearing from you.

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Radiant Child

raw essence

Harmony meters measure
The moods rising
Off the tarmacadam.

Adults, in the swing of
Bills, forget to smile.

Less entertained by obligations

In the local park, a
Teen plays a keyboard
Harvests raw blurred notes, hint

Of a cool soundtrack.

High harmony
Readings encompass
The radiant child.

Echoes of lyrics dignify
The sensual pitch of her
Voice. She sings:

“Harmony travels
at the speed of joy.

A luminous poet is as light
as an ounce of osmosis.

Time after time

Parents, in the swing of
bills, forget to smile.

Moods rising… radiant child.”

Honesty Box

Hold 1

How
can
I
accomplish my dreams?

The
hands
on my
clock
are
at loggerheads.

If when walking on the Avenue Of The Future,
I should happen to encounter
a fortune teller

who tells me: “You will mend your luck
when you turn back the clock.”

Will I deposit my gratitude
in the honesty box?

Or will I forge on ahead
weighed down by
regret?