Behind me
That last time we tried, pretending, hand in hand, in strained silence walking to the lake. The birches dressed in sheer green with a white carpet of wood anemones underneath […]
That last time we tried, pretending, hand in hand, in strained silence walking to the lake. The birches dressed in sheer green with a white carpet of wood anemones underneath […]
Meandering, bemoaned eachminute detail, on how to cataloguehe dreamt in Dewey Decimal,each word, a part unique, to be tagged,but like blended hues turns greyhis certified collections diminished until I found […]
Will there be,the footprints leftat least a while,beforethe wind & waveshave washed awayall traces leftof me? Me, myselfambitions gone? Yet, forgotten ismuch betterthan remembered& despised. So, listen to the windrejoiceand […]
My mind abuzzin closenessskin to skinmane on chest,alloy of breaththat set ablazemy blood;my loins, my fleshwhilein my veinsyour venomslowly swirlsto mouldmy wit to yoursuntilyou leave mecolderthan before. Today Mish hosts […]
Behind my blind spots lurking, hidden partsof self, the secrets hidden, and shamefulare those tiny lies discolouring my heart.My blue-sky smile is all in vain, a painfulbursting scab — a […]
practising for a whole life
dancing with my muse
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.