Poetry

Ode to The Bed In bed is a great place to be listening to the sound of rain on the windowpane or the…

Squandered He pushes a button, she cries. She pushes back; he walks away. Sunrise to sunset, dark clouds…

Sparktacular essence, Trapped in the rain, Filled with light, Yet filled with disdain. Sparktacular…

Rock & Roll Suicide At last, he took flight In the summer sunlight From the roof of the Hilton Hotel.…

Snapshot  On the top edge of my iPad  a mountain sits in monumental stillness,  as if motion was frozen at…

How to Cope in the Coronavirus Era? If we’re all on house arrest, It puts our assets to the test. Mope and…

What If... What if actuaries would say: There’s no time to delay Doing what you should do In the time…

ANGEL PASSING Before the bible When man was at birth The angels walked the earth. They took Enoch and…

A Colourless Mind Your hair is blond your skin is white your blood is red your oriental eyes suck in the…

Bucket List: What nonsense. Really. We are going around in our sunset years with a tin pail into which we are…

Grandmother lived upstairs in our two family flat, and she told me all the stories while sipping her homemade…

My Friend RebmetpeS Then came my friend September, who took me by the hand, and we sang a sweet September…

Old Buford I came upon old Buford, and he grinned a toothless grin. I shook his scarred and wrinkled hand,…

Les Miserables: They hide their eyes from the morning, in hopes the light goes away. They turn their face…

Ribbons, Bows and Pink Lace I am six, no ribbons, bows or pink lace, only long curly locks around my freckled…