Smiling She wakes up at the crack of dawn to say Hello To the trees and the shining sun And when she is done You  see a brand new person Drinking her coffee Lighting her cig Keeping up with paces of New faces Because “Strangers…

I took a sip and let it go the time have come for me to know What lies in the core of my heart the thing which binds me from falling apart There were still many mountains to climb but sometimes I felt a little…

Morning has broken. School, rustling knees about the parquet floor, Scabs and mud and the rub of patent shoes. Togetherness- all gathered as one before the time we begun to question the world. The headmaster, with Welsh melodic tones, takes to the podium, like others…

Part 1 She was 4 when she became aware of carnage, devastation and brutality; she came in through the breezeway, the red brick linoleum was sticky, her grandmother was standing over the freshly cut sweet corn singing “Sweet Adeline” , the girl crossed from the…

I’ve tired to inspire The uninspired Wasted words Wasted ways Wasted time Just to play Feelings of an empty shell A starlet that fell A love to sell Common thoughts to see you through Fought with fight In the dead of night A love not…

Reluctant fog clings to seductive night waters. Sunrise sends warning.

Our souls frolicked, in the fields of the first shades of purple, the thousands of years seemingly flew, nothing short of the whisper of a butterfly’s wing, to the thundering pulse of the hummingbird’s fleeting flight. We grew old together, before we grew up, before…

I immediately stood The morning had come I was fresh Renewed Clean Unaware Of what will come Ironically it hit me that this is how everyday is We never know what words will come out of our mouth each hour I lay on the deck…

PRAYERS ON WATER She wakes to meet the day While slumber has a hold on others. She rides the waves of silence Soft, soft silence Falls into her hands Like catching snowflakes In winter. Rocking in the waves The rhythm of the water Is her…

There’s sleep still in eyes, And it’s blurring your view, But the sun’s started rising, And the world’s rising too, Blackbirds are singing, To herald the day, So throw back the curtains, And be on your way.