Do the selfish greedy fewWatch the innocent dieAnd bleed upon the morning dewDo they inhale the red dustAbove the crumbling homes of trust Has ...

My efforts to solve failures go amissSomehow the goals keep moving in the mistI am misunderstanding what I need to knowI only understand what ...

Ivor Steven gives us another riveting perspective into life and the sudden realizations thrust upon us.

Time hears no commandThe sky is our blue grandstandOverseeing oceans and landsAs the sun warms our silent clock hands The seasons come and goSpringtime ...

Introduction:A special thank you to Ingrid of Experiments in Fiction, for recommending I watch the movie, “The Diving Bell And The Butterfly”. The Tanka ...

I am daydreamingand adrift in my surroundingsof misty humid cloudswearing humanity’s torn shroudand a blue mask that still looks loud I imagine myself shufflingalong ...

I awoke with moonbeams dancingin my heartand happy stardust sparkling in my eyesknowing my first gatheringout of lockdownwas going to be a fun barbecue ...

A new spring is about to startTen lost winters have weathered my heartAnd mud-larks still sing until dark Bridges of dreams were crossedThe ocean ...

Long ago, I lay bruised on a pebble beach The jagged rocks had cut me deep I remained bleeding and afraid Beached, my heart ...

    I’m trapped in this limbo cave Between here now and being there Like being between the break of dawn And making your morning ...