I never realized there was a term for my lifestyle Guess they call it ‘social distancing’ I call it normalcy Not that I’m misanthropic, I just don’t like people much Especially when they congregate in large groups Individually they’re ok I guess But once there’s…

He envelopes my thoughts with echoes of his singing,  and breaths each breath with measured intensity  Casting doubts on my veracity  I shiver under his certainty  My skin melts under his touch snowy, He sings slowly and I hear my siren  My guardian warning,  I…

In the face of petrol-dollar and stolen riches, the president still dies His hordes of physicians try his death to hide The citizens are in the dark and no one is in the know His kitchen cabinet covers up the cause of his death so…

Season of Dust It is the season of dust the season of grit the season of emptiness the season of loss It is the season of dust the season of the future the season of despair the season of silence It is the season of…

Season of the Spirit Found her, at last … What happens now? It moves so fast… Will life allow? What can I see? I know who I am… I am free to be! I give a damn; I found the key… To be the who……

I remember clearly, It was my tenth birthday, My parents had planned a surprise party. But what intrigued me, Was the big brown basket sitting on my bed, With a red ribbon tied at the end. At first, I had thought, Grandma had sent her…

Coming to terms with a meaningless existence is never an easy to feat and it certainly won’t get easier as the walls begin to close in around me.   The castle door is shutting and I can’t seem to get there on time. I just…

A notion in your stomach, a truth spoken by the lonely trees, undressed in winter. The weight of physical being, laden with existence, burdened by flesh and bone, organic hindrance. The subduing forces that bind us, that pull things towards the middle. Silent acts that…

Spring Kigo, Haiki Set Ann WJ White Nesting birds arrive. Singing bright lullabies near, Filling the green trees. Old frogs leap and call, Turning spring dances in air, Waiting for lovers. Spring’s optimism Decorates blooming plants and Leaf kaleidoscopes Storms lash out above, Elaborate referees…

  photo credit: jeymonde, London 2019 PHYSICS FOR CATS BOP                              A late hour 6 poem   The world is topsy-turvy, unhinged. And what if I no longer have a furry black cat to caress & cuddle in this groundless time of staying at home,…