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I’m Listening…

Tell me... do your thoughts require a leash..and  does your mouth engage your brain...regularly? When your anger is stirred.... does it coil itself under your skin.... or fizzle out....quietly? Do your hopes wake you with the urgency of a fire... Continue Reading →

“Faith Unites Us All”

Faith...so small barely seen a grain of sand or a mustard seed But It’s enough .....to climb Everest (or get out of bed) .....to swim across oceans (or simply make it through the day) .....to beat the darkness (and hold... Continue Reading →

The Slave-Master of Words

Does the poet not do violence to her words in that charged ether that bears witness to the pulling, the pushing and the pernicious placement of letters pleading to be left alone? She ignores their cries of woe daring them... Continue Reading →

Distracted Days

I wonder at the world in which we live.  Distracted days filled with the inane chatter of the putting away of crowns by princes- while floods steal the lives of innocents next door. Where human torches blend with the fiery... Continue Reading →

Moot Questions

If there were questions to be asked of me they would be- why I choose to cloak  myself in words and why I encourage the torrid affair between pen and paper (in my home) or even why I don’t simply... Continue Reading →

Dreams and Wishes

“If wishes were horses, beggars would ride” Nursery rhyme Eyes flicker - on waking to a world basking in truth and humility The toast doesn’t burn The washing machine has defeated death The house preens and sparkles The kids bring... Continue Reading →

The House in the Village

The last time I visited my father’s house   -the one he built in the village as his lasting legacy, it had morphed from a once-majestic monument- into a decaying husk of rubble. Covering my mouth as I walked the rooms... Continue Reading →

Christmas- the Consumer

The Christmas spirit travels to and fro from browser to browser seeking wallets, purse and bank accounts to enter It worms its way through hungry eyes fooling its victims with its tinsel disguise Christmas oh Christmas -show me where you... Continue Reading →

Want to be a Writer?

If you’re crazy enough to want to become a writer of books of poems then welcome to this delicious insanity To a place where you will stare at nothing ...for ages .... longing for inspiration And when you find it-... Continue Reading →

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