Though I'd vowed to cut my poetry -writing to once a week, Kerry's wordlist on Instagram was irresistible. I didn't have the time to write, but my muse thought different- so I've written about that. When caged words lie... Continue Reading →
It’s not everyday I see the self portrait of my soul with its uneven contours and discoloured patterns And see here- the jagged stitching across the chest? That’s scarring from when my heart was ripped out.... then repaired trampled ......... Continue Reading →
. "The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall." -Nelson Mandela Though the graveyards are full and the city dumps are full and my mind is so full that thoughts cause... Continue Reading →
Leave your heart in its cage of bones for were it not -we’d hear your groans Don’t hang your heart up as art -it would be discerned and taken apart Keep your heart in your chest for were it not... Continue Reading →
For many years, I lived in a cloud of darkness. Thankfully, those years are far behind me and I can now speak of them without sadness. In my upcoming book “Living on Ice“, I write of my journey through those... Continue Reading →
I watch your profile as your eyes gleam in the light creating a shower of sparks around you The moon creates a beautiful halo that surrounds you making you look like you’ve been touched by God himself You ask me-... Continue Reading →
Where can a blind man live who is pursued by bees? Where does he go when dark clouds above occupy his mind? -and concrete seals off the sky? What is he meant to do when the world is one shade... Continue Reading →
On those days when despair (threatens to) sweep you away and dark vines seek to enthral your soul When Tolstoy’s ‘War and Peace’ seems lighter than the your thoughts ...... when the dog barks when the bee stings when your... Continue Reading →
Let’s pray the prayer that never ceases Let’s bend the knee and bow our heads Let’s ignore the naysayers and place our destinies in your mouths Let’s remove the finery from our words Let’s strip naked - the intentions of... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 