It appears your pantaloons are ablaze again I wish I knew what purpose it serves for you For perhaps then I wouldn’t be so offended So taken aback at every turn I question my investment The time it takes for the words to spill from your lips To the time they strike my ear I [...]
The prettiest things The most delicate things We put them on display To enjoy and relish To hold dear What is a garden? Sights and scents Textures and flavours And still, so much more Designed to entice and inspire awe, They teach us patience and humility Provide sanctuary, and Give solemn respite to the weary [...]
Smiles lay heavy upon our lips Our mouths empty caverns, through which jumbled alphabets clamour and spill Forming sharp stalactites and mighty stalagmites Forging treacherous paths Over time, from below and above fuse to impressive columns of silence, containing all the things never said As we grow, we tread old patterns on new paths Search [...]
Back on the train, on my morning commute and what do I see? New thoughts on an old adage.
Months have passed. Years, really. So many sunsets. Too few words Greying ringlets spring free from a tightly gathered bun Betraying the frantic emotion buttoned under a strict façade Maybe this time I will find the words Before another fall or winter Maybe this time, before it's too late Before he tells me I'm too [...]
Images and shapes sharpen into focus Then fade to blurs in the background Breath comes in puffs of smoke and steam A cacaphony of sound surrounds Disorienting and overwhelming Crashing all around Then you appear Manifested, as if from a dream Focus, Calm True An embrace A crime I breathe you in A scent so [...]
Hi Everyone! I am so grateful for your support over the years, especially when I decided to venture into poetry. I would like to take this opportunity to share some news. I have created an extension of this site over on Anchor.fm. I will be recording some of the poetry I have published here and [...]
The way you hold me Skin pressed to mine Breath, hot on my neck Lips sear my restless flesh Fingertips, slick with sweat, Trace tributaries along the crests and valleys of my territory Settled, curled next to one another Never before and never again to feel this way A blink of an eye; A foolish [...]
Celestial bodies Brilliant, solitary masses grace us Together in a great coordinated dance Pause, for but a moment, in their heavenly waltz Awed, the world holds its collective breath Their convergence marks the birth of Kings and Queens Pay close attention Do not glance away Their sacred dance, a sight imprinted upon your very souls [...]
Bell Let's Talk Day is today, January 28th, and I wanted to write a post to discuss a mental health issue close to me. This is from my Instagram post today... For The Quiet is quite a departure from the type of books I write, but it was something I needed to do. After struggling [...]
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