I wish I’d known that day would be our last, The weatherman warned of blistering heat, If only he’d cautioned, voiced and forecast
That warm summer day, I couldn’t have asked For more, standing on the Charles Bridge in Prague. One perfect bright day, authentic, unmasked,
Quest for Serenity
I smile and close my eyes focusing on The delicate scents stretching out across The lake, my favourite moment is dawn Where hope abounds and I suffer no loss.
The alluring smell of the barbeque Tickles the thick air on this July 1st. “One burger, please, actually, make that two
The Embodiment of an Octopus
Gliding gracefully through the Blackened space of an unknown territory, I observe from the shadows as Bright coral worlds open up to me.
I began in blackness, Like the soft cover of this Moleskine notebook I hold between the small rosy fingers Of my left hand.
You are worthy, I say, To the seven-year-old girl Staring at me in the mirror. The specks of gold in her Blue-green eyes sparkle
Her Dark Night
Her descent into darkness Was slow and fast Building up steadily And stealthily From childhood. The blackness interlaced