The Farm Country life Red barn Green grass Sunflowers saturated A little girl amazed Imagination created Desired to live here From boring big city Grandparents stories Memories alive Blueberry bushes Radiant raspberries Sweet to the tongue and belly Piggytails, ponies and honemade pies Vacations only…

Location Location Location It was a crime It was The way those people That place Hung in the air like a stinky sock That school Those uppity teenagers With sex on their brain And disturbance in their heart They ate kids like me for lunch…

Knowest thou what ill there is?   Ismene, sister, mine own dear sister, knowest thou what ill there is, of all bequeathed by Oedipus, that Zeus fulfils not for us twain while we live? Nothing painful is there, nothing fraught with ruin, no shame, no dishonour, that I…

Buffeted clean Come alive in the high wind Waking green The plant grown on the pier

I was on rediffblogs, folks! The one located on rediff site Where I logged in one day Evening or night, maybe twilight There I first got hooked to a blog Then to a blogger who wrote wild From prayers for poems on a platter He…

Knowest thou what ill there is?   Ismene, sister, mine own dear sister, knowest thou what ill there is, of all bequeathed by Oedipus, that Zeus fulfils not for us twain while we live? Nothing painful is there, nothing fraught with ruin, no shame, no dishonour, that I…

Nowhere meant a lot to me as a child. I haven’t been there in years.

Heart. Lonely heart. Lonely heart who yearns For its kind to be belonged to. But. But why does this lonely heart Yearns for something — Something it obviously cannot have? But. But why does this lonely heart Yearns for a heart who, Already belongs to…

The projects ghetto life, no one sees us in poverty we die. Depair who really cares? they always blame us for ending up here.   They judge how we live but they don’t know, food stamps, welfare that must be our life. I could wear…

Every time I am given the writing prompt to write about a place, I go to a singular time in my youth, to a river near my home where a huge willow grown into the riverbank had been cut down after a storm first broke…