The dark green of the jungle cloaks my presence Thick vegetation dampens the noise of my cries My surroundings hide me in fear of what I could do But I can’t move, my might suppressed by traps The King of the Jungle, how far below…

Because I am a keener and because I am ready to fall over,  I have decided to pull two prompts together – I am replying to an earlier poem in this one about an animal that I have mentioned earlier.   animkiig   I have…

  My furry friend my faithful companion my playmate my guardian. You were always brave,  with those expressive eyes  you’d always manage to get your way. Even when caught red handed… Oh what simple pleasures satisfied you,  playing fetch, Taking long walks in Albert Park…

Welcome you are to my life and my home. find some comfort in my company find our fun and misadventure maybe sail across the sea of ecstasy Forsake the norms of genteel reproach and gather here on my mushrooms head of power and persuasion and…

In my youth, there was sometimes beauty, a grace of form unmarred by lines, skin tight to the flesh and muscle well defined, hair curling and furled down to a waist a mere eighteen inches, spanned easily by the hands of the man who became…

this deep and wicked loves (inspired by phrased found in “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T. S. Eliot.  These phrases will be in italics in the new poem) we fell into this love deep and wicked piled high with sharp-sided facets we…

Hope Faith Two words that many people misunderstand Yet because I know where my hope lies And because I know where my faith lies My life is good I have faith that God will do as He says He will He will fulfill His promises…

Why sing of love at this hour? When the big hand is at 4 All I desire is my nightly rest I’ve worked and walked all day Yet you stroll in early in the morn’ To sing of your painful suffering She doesn’t care for…

Reflections on an experiment in self love  my mixed blood waters down my colour but not the weeping of our people when my head turns to face the land no longer ours – which feels the same as when he looks at me through blurry…

forward moving one foot in front of the other to keep our heads above water when paths wash out in flash floods forcing us into kayaks when we thought running shoes would do.   having a compass astrolabe star chart is good practice even if…