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Limitless

What do you call a poet that blooms in the darkness? What do call a cage of bones that hold a beating heart? What do you call a heavy silence weighted down unspoken words? And...... how do you describe a... Continue Reading →

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Red Ribbon

It was time! Paula, whipped out her lucky red ribbon, as she and Rita raced towards their fighter jets. Within moments they were airborne. Rita fell in behind Paula- scanning her radar. All too soon, she picked up a menacing... Continue Reading →

Gently does it

There was a time when, if I dropped something, I'd pick it up without a second thought. Nowadays, when that happens, I yell for the kids (all the way upstairs or across town) to come pick it up! My yester... Continue Reading →

Respite

  On those days when tearing at the sky seems better than singing to the heavens When fire-breathing dragons  morph from belly butterflies And angry scars scream for attention ...that's when I remember that a warrior is permitted to have... Continue Reading →

‘Victims’

Blame, to me - is a lifeline for lovers of victimhood "It’s not our fault- it's theirs!"..they bleat as chaos escorts them in the streets "Forgive us!"….isn’t a phrase you’ll ever hear neither coming from their lips nor tapping on... Continue Reading →

My Kevlar Vest

I’ve joked in the past about how much I hate it when my heart skips a beat - or leaps.The inevitable hammering afterwards is most unpleasant! That said, I’ve decided to add a layer of grief and shock to this... Continue Reading →

Utopian Wishes

Utopia... I think this only exists in those short flashes in life- only captured in moments.  That’s  why we ought to treasure precious moments because there’s always a challenge around the corner. Here’s my take on utopia..... There must be... Continue Reading →

THAT Moment

There was a day, an hour and a moment when my muse was unlocked and I began to write. I remember the euphoria...indeed, I relive it each time I re-arrange words in my mind...(the exception being when filling in forms....yuck!).... Continue Reading →

Dead Words

Amidst cumulus clouds of silence  words lay writhing in the throes of death -unable to breathe... hence lying still   These are the moments I dread the most When words die on my lips and silence thunders to the fore... Continue Reading →

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