Walk bravely into the nightEveryone walks easy in bright sunlight Run, run faster than your thoughtsBeing a fool is the only way to overcome intelligenceAnd prideAnd all else that stops you from moving Because in your journey,your ungraceful stumbleAnd your undignified flightIn your crazy altitudes and gasping dives In all…
My truth comes calling, on an international phone callSounding exactly like every other person who thinksThey have something important to say to meExcept this one always doesFor sure, her words are truth, her truths truer. She thinks I need to be better, work harder, be smarter at my jobI know,…
Her laughterexplodedinto a thousand piecesthat went skippingover his wonder. One stuckdeep in his heartand bled when she left.
“No day is safe from news of you” – Sylvia Plath
Each day is a minefield to navigate.
Let us drift on an ocean of ideas and call it conversationLet’s share an AHA! moment and mistake it for compatibilityLet us feel the camaraderie of fellow voyagers and call it love I will if you will. Shall we call it a date?
Five of us in this photograph, she says,I wonder where the rest are.Six, he thinks,I was behind the camera. But she’s already looked away.#ideastory View on Path
Poetry,comes rolling out of my pursed lips,like smoke curling under the door. Somebody’s going to get burnt soon.
Power play – a poem.
I tried limericking. I didn’t follow syllable count rules. Saying something in 5 lines in rhyme and being funny was challenge enough.
I attended a workshop on Haiku writing and this is what I came up with about my city.