Here in my imaginative place, i hear birds bleating good wishes, friends share dishes, smiling of others good fortune. here we believe in ourselves and of others, caring mothers, and fathers at ease. religion or…
Spiderfly Poets from under the tree Sitting together all were there, draped in shadows from acacia branches. Africa is where they meet, where the afternoon sun wraps its comforting rays around all who ask their…
I laid my head and dreamed of friends, Their laughter echoes in faraway corners, Still and frozen in time, they stay My journey took me far away. It is true, we move in a world…
The circle of want has bent on the side, The people cling on and are trying to hide, Their need is a force and now justification, to sway us from reason and clarification. The rules…
Playing close to the edge with the flames of uncertainty, we can tease resistance pulling it like elastic. When it snaps you can hear the sound of creation, close your eyes for a moment and…
I often wish I had created the same for my own kids, maybe I did, I will have to ask them. Travel creates memories. It doesn’t matter where you go – you just go somewhere.…
By me and read by Joe.…
Virginia crawls and creeps her cluster She does not fuss her timeless walls She works her wilting fingers forward, flicking dust and clinging all. Her nimble fingers knitting weaving, plotting scheming covering all. Their house…