Roses and thorns and roses again Like the sun shines as it always will You show up in the most perfect places A scared breath in a sacred moment And if not yet, then someday

When there is just one breath left may I remember the gentle night breeze under Moon’s gaze blessing me with tides to cleanse light to guide the way crickets near and coyote far even in the suburbs when there is one breath left may I…

When charity fails, and mind-numbing drugs fall short, When our closest friends refuse to speak from their hearts, When light keepers pray for a push, but fail to plunge, When we’ve really failed our worst faults to expunge, When singing dirges means we’re just keeping…

Poem No.7          The man from Kabul spoke to me When,he drove my taxi home He said he believed the Quran And I should cover my head.   I live in  a free country and can do what I wish The man from Kabul spoke to…

Steam Like exotic birds they flock, Displaying colourful finery To visitors and passers-by. Tipping top hats and twirling parasols, They greet the crowds, While promenading past the pier, Goggles clear and cogs all shiny. You can almost see the airships, Steaming along the coast, Stopping…

Sunlight beats at the window A fan swirls hot air Beads of sweat gradually form on my skin unwelcome humidity challenges anything crispy This season has lost its romance Summer needs to leave    

When brick walls attempt to speak on topics on non agreements their foundations will never move  

Carrening up the 101 The misty drapes the redwoods Blocking out the morning sun We’re on the run From society It tried to contain us We had to be us In the end It got us

Where You Belong If you are blessed enough to call yourself My EX You belong in my past Ex is for no longer wanted, no longer necessary If You ever had the honour to know my deepest secrets You are part of my present Present…

Cheep, cheep, cheep. Cute little voices. Baby chickens. So small and soft. Growing fast. Cheep, cheep, cheep. Dependent on others, for food and love. Tiny little wings tucked away. Small beaks making petite sounds. Cheep, cheep, cheep. Baby feet. Will you be a boy. Or…