For the Culture

Dear Motown lover, I absquatulated to Narnia To see gold ensemble of war ships, north of the loch ness To feel the straddling orange warmth pacify my bosom and finesse the taste of smooth jazz and Scottish scotch         I couldn’t hide from you, though I’ve been exiled Your rouged bearded face … More For the Culture

Helium – A Poem

We were lovers in an era that ceased to exist and faded to biege we were pre-teen, sulky, easily amused, not worth a worker’s wage within restrains of our inner mind Diameters of our outer psyche We had floated up, weightlessly, balloons in every colour palette Your rosé lips pressed against my chin. As I … More Helium – A Poem

Inspire & Empower #motivationalmonday

Wherever you are Aspire to evolve and transform swell in the resplendent beauty that is your soul Disparage thy weakness Admonish thine past Enlighten others in occasions That breeds peace Spiral with innovative spirit Above all Inspire and Empower. Daily Addictions prompt is occassion. Fandango prompt is swollen Ragtag prompt is spiral. Word of the … More Inspire & Empower #motivationalmonday

Who am I?

“I think; therefore I am”—René Descartes   Who am I? who sees when I see?   who hears when I hear? who knows when I’m aware?   Who am I? who watches my dreams when I am dreaming?   Who feels love when I feel love? whose hair turns white when I’m gripped by fear? … More Who am I?

Metamorphosis

A blank slate.  I’ve hit a wall and I’m intently searching the recesses of my mind for anything worth writing, a scribble even. Really, it’s not that I’ve hit a wall. Quite the opposite actually, I am a dreamer, I hope my visions will never cease, but the block is irrefutable. Communication being a tool … More Metamorphosis

Son of Pisces

Eons prior to your creation, the sun charted the heaven; Son of Pisces Neptune unravels its secrets,  invisible no longer Like aquamarine; your eyes glisten, mirroring your soul.   Frivolous, yet compassionate. You love  like a martyr Prideful, like the Braveheart. Yours is a torn, pervicacious spirit Ardent, like the scorpion, revering in  the illusion of life, … More Son of Pisces

Embers

There is a dilapidating dark  place Once occupied by wonder, and  meadows Rainbows, and childish exuberance. Now a foul stench seethes through the vents.   An inferno ravished by, leaving behind rusty embers where a playground used to be. Despair is borne of a fairytale.   A creature roams through the wreckage. It blooms, unrestrained. Unencumbered. It … More Embers

Today

Today I woke up to the soft whistle of a hummingbird serenading me on my window pane The anaesthesia is waning. my exhausted joints wrung with pain. But, I turned on the stereo Happy thoughts only. I sprang to my feet Revived.   I went for a stroll, today my heart was azure, like the sky … More Today