They laugh and they sigh but babies do cry; a form of speaking, aye! An automatic and frantic spike of infants and toddlers alike.   First motionless and cradled, now flip and they wobble able and once helpless bait now prey like sharks in wait.  …

People say green thumbs are rare Because they know not To coax growth from dirt Is to labour Watered with the eye’s diamonds Shone with topaz and citrine Fed with air To grow gold from the depths.

Perfect magnolias Each petal precisely bloomed A satin ribbon trails The colour of golden cream Every inch you step Takes you a little bit further From me? to me? But I gave you legs Use them My hands will always be here To replace my…