I can’t imagine a life Without his smile That bright beam that lights My way through The worst days Shining brighter My best… He’s a silly tease with Innocence abounding Simple toilet humor And a penchant for Causing my senses to revolt. He’s mama’s boy…

Who came into my life even before I was married As I followed his Court for the sheer entertainment A man of temper, particular to a fault, no mumbling And bumbling in that Courtroom was allowed. He tried to take the place of my own…

That thin line between the full moon and insanity… That ribbed edge of the flower bed where only weeds grow… That gold brocade of the wedding saree I never wore again… That flicker of light caught in a raindrop poised to fall… That quiet chirp…

To write a self portrait I have to step back And take a long good look at myself. I turn to the mirror, eyes, ears, nose, check. Two hands, two legs, a torso, quite a normal (albeit short) human specimen. Unruly hair, Glasses that balance…

There’s a solemn hymn that’s heard Amongst spirits and demons that hear The word and chants ciphered In the hours that they revere   The Witching Hour An active time that’s said to be: A time when spirits are found to scour And demons play…

For when two become one Combined by the same It shall then—be done That—which you proclaim   For two shall become one And when two are then said to agree Your wishes will not remain barren Thanks to this—prophesy   With praise we may then…

“Just be still and listen” Shloka Shankar   Sure, you can hear, the death knell of your dreams, the grand plans for your life that you charted as a child. Hush, but listen also for the lilting tune of the night as it calls to…

Leviathan— scales of pride A Serpent of Wisdom That one can bind While loosening his freedom   Tugging a sea serpent along Boastful wisdom he reveals Sometimes in a small song Showing exactly just what he conceals      

A life that’s found in a world that exists Full of people betrayed—- One—found is a traitor that resists The devotion that he’d trade—   The traitor says— I’ve now betrayed The country that has turned on me The Spy differs as his position he’d…

For the divine power of kings One and many— (decisions) fates For the binding of will— brings The desired future—that it creates   For where manipulation is found Of the powers that are Necessity itself can be bound To compensate from afar   For one…