Poetry

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
Robert frost

Paradigm Shift

A gazelle escapes into the cosmos swift as the mind…

21/03/2023

Nimbostratus over the lake smoke grey bringing rain eclipsing the…

20/03/2023

The washi tape concealing the tears the mistakes I am…

19/03/202318/03/2023

Four walls in a room a writer lives there permanently;…

18/03/2023

O kerchief in my hand you are not laced nor…

16/03/2023

How far I have come I do not know every…

12/03/2023

A E I O U Vowels swim on my screen…

11/03/2023

A shoe that didn’t fit I wore it anyway a…

11/03/202310/03/2023

1. Yin She flows through the earthly streams icy underbelly…

10/03/2023

I watch as you grow up my glass eyes frozen…

10/03/202310/03/2023

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