She looked up at me with big eyes, her head tilted to one side. She sat at my gentle command and wagged her tail with pride. I petted her, then walked away, but she came back for more. When I ventured to bed that night, she…

  Ten little cabbages. Ten little pink pigs. Ten times the whistle-man, whittled whistle twigs. Whistle for the pigs, boy, whistle for the pigs. Whistle till the cows come home, wearing piggy wigs. Ten great big cabbages. Ten chickens lay eggs. Everything time a chicken…

Raging, rumbling waters Over the cliff I will descend Yonder, to the rocky bottom Green pastures surround the shallow pool Beneath the water I float like a ghost Into my lungs the water seeps Violins are playing for my demise

To breathe The taste of freedom from the tentacles that gnawing at the dilapidated heart To arrest the tear duct dam that’s spewing, albeit, sporadic tears of sadness To rejoice the abrupt stoppage of a dream that turned out into a continuous nightmare To reminisce…

Two children, neighbours, went to the same school and had the same set of friends Over time, one child withdrew into himself Quiet, shy, reserved, eyes downcast His parents struggled to understand this change Till one day, they realized the cause The children and a…

The green-grey of a storm is utterly electrifying. You can almost taste the violent potential, even as the air presses down on you, and birds huddle away tightly, and there is nothing behind but golden sunlight and that dark storm, looming, that thunder sound low…

That Paint Brush Paint for me a picture, of how life’s meant to be. Golden like the sunset, or blue just like the sea. Paint it big and bold, don’t waste time with mundane things. Life can stop so quickly, just with a few telephone…

I like to listen while I sleep, and tap along to the beat. In my head it feels so good, to slip out under the hood.

Those of us of a certain age went to school with a ‘daddy long legs’ some tall, gangly, dude we assumed would be great at basketball, hanging stars on Christmas trees had I been married to a ‘black widow’ I would not be here to…

  I have been tainted By the colors Yes, tainted not painted That would be preferred That could be removed But you stole ink It wasn’t yours Poured it down my throat Till all the color Bled black Black Tainted In stolen words I would…