Poem

  • Dreams

    Will I always dream of life beyond the creaky bones of now? The other side of the hill will call again, no doubt, whispering: this is what your life could be. And though my heart is full, will I always… Continue reading

  • The Kaleidoscope

    I shall name humanity ‘the kaleidoscope’. Each of us a colour. All of us the shimmering view. Yet, still, despite the glorious, glimmering shine of individuality, we insist others dress the colour ‘me’. What for? What will come of the… Continue reading

  • The Day The Sun Died

    The ocean was alive the day the sun died. Nobody saw its white beauty. Nobody felt the cool of its break on their skin. Eerie silence rose into the sky the day the sun died. Pain instead of joy, broken… Continue reading

  • Heaven

    Heaven is the delicate slice of sun on dry cracked soil. Continue reading

  • These Tears

    Do these tears make you uncomfortable? How about this: does the rain make you uncomfortable? The sky is not afraid to rain, and I am not afraid to cry. I am not afraid of what you’ll think of me if… Continue reading

  • Life As It May

    Morning. White haze beyond the window. Eyes, hands, hair; a warm blanket nest. Coffee, a whisper. Peace and a day? Or a splash of grey? Soft. Beyond the sunrise. Life as it may. Continue reading

  • This Wind

    This wind is the beautiful melody of every precious moment we played, together. Sweet wind. Sing me again. Continue reading

  • Life Will Be Good

    Soft wind, take flight. Come, take my hand. Come roll me ‘round the sky this fine day, and we will watch the gulls spiral over sandy shores. And we will watch the footprints travel the beach in pairs. And we… Continue reading

  • You Matter To Me

    Reaching out my hand to you forgetting what you’ve done, there’s never any reason, dear for you to turn and run.   Some days you may feel black and blue, some loves will break your heart, but every day will… Continue reading

  • Princess

    When I was a princess, all I wanted was to be a girl. Continue reading