I have lost track of time. There is this bizarre feeling of a swirling abyss, somewhere, ever-consuming. Time is perhaps not relevant, often I ask myself – not relevant to me? Emotions are high, while exhaustio ...

Shadow is the dark side, Where beings are hidden from plain view. Invisible not just to sight, but also to our other senses, our consciousness, We hope, and pray, that they, those dark beings, do not stir from their ...

Home Urban settlements, with their self-built structures of mismatched wood, cheap cement and rusted zinc. They’re vulnerable to rain and flood, and now, the dreaded cold. Maze Neighbourhoods, their alleys fill ...

Sensations fleet across the sky. Dwindling sunlight, and then the approaching merciful darkness.   ...

Every day; the homeless wander, The poor they slumber. Into the night – Then forgotten. Bangkok, Thailand 2017. ...

We are unable to subdue that wickedly delightful thought of taking a step back away from light, into the comforts of dark and shadows. The State of Affairs: Obvious, Oblivious   ...

The dead, surrounded by the living, trapped by stained blocks of cement, tormented by the blistering sun, tarnished steel, the wall that keeps the unwanted. The wards, glare menacingly. Yet no one is about. ...

Intense summer heat, the walkway covered with feet, squeezing, past broken tiles, of uneven pavement and soiled back lanes. Into their corporate rat race. Bangkok at night, brings about contradiction, When poverty do ...

Taunting shadows, they sway to the imagination, the limitless depths of the mind, playing to the touch of light. A weariness, creeping forth, tempting these tired eyes to slumber, yet I resist, with gasps; simply to ...

The exquisite night sky provides no comfort for those living without a home. The cold, brutal rain wrecks havoc to those without shelter, pounding against their broken bodies. ...

The truth is that everyone benefits from the exploitation of West Papua’s natural resources except the West Papuan’s themselves! The devastation wrought by mining and other resource extraction industrie ...

The actions of one country can seriously influence lives elsewhere. West Papua is a case in point, a seemingly small and remote area of the world, but nonetheless home to 245 different tribal peoples, each with their ...

“This is the house of Bedlam,” begins Elizabeth Bishop’s lovely strange poem, “Visits to St. Elizabeths”: “This is the man / that lies in the house of Bedlam.” ...

The Spirit searcheth all things, yea, the bottom of God's secrets." ...

This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping ...

Of the dark past A child is born; ...

Self-Portrait by Humphrey King ...

Lovers of beauty, starved, Thwarted with systems, Helpless against the control; ...

poem by humphrey king ...

ONE city only, of all I have lived in, And one house of that city, belong to me. . . ...