I stretched my body, arms reaching out to look for a vagrant cloud or two, to pull them overhead for… Read more Afternoon; Out Discovering
Down
In thought and in death, aspirations drop and sink. Downwards. Oh the weight of azure sky that rests on my… Read more Down
Garden’s poetry; Bees and Ants
three benign bees free flying bees like freebie Frisbees now ant alone now ants meet now ants go
Walking Skywards
On the first of this month we were on our way skywards. The night before, I had suddenly woken up… Read more Walking Skywards
Garden’s Poetry: A Young Couple
It has been almost ten months since I last took the camera out, spending soft moments with birds and insects…… Read more Garden’s Poetry: A Young Couple
Flying or Falling
how did I get here? which way is upwards? you can tell from the rush of air if you feel… Read more Flying or Falling
Papering the Speed of our Breath
touch and go, barred window, oh quick spectacular rainbow! bunker beds, dingy hotel rooms, undocumented dorms that part of town… Read more Papering the Speed of our Breath
Fluid World: Voices
Things have been a little unusual lately… or so it would seem, had I not been paying attention and meticulously… Read more Fluid World: Voices
The World and Fantasy
Gathering a poem that spurt out with a gentle strumming of nylon strings, I find myself, leaning against the wall,… Read more The World and Fantasy
Brittle World: Crumbles
loose nuggets of earth on my palm crumble as I clench my fist to punch the sky…. powdered, dry soil… Read more Brittle World: Crumbles
