Life is not createdwithin cookie-cutterboundaries. There is no  clear-cut way toeternal happiness. For I am only humanundefined by a categoryor any identity. I am more ...

My ancient limbs are wearyTimewornFrom trying to walk on waterBut I am able enoughTo leave a footprint in the sandBefore the tide returns again ...

slowly the chill fills the airelegantly swapping the heat for coldpetals fall and leaves change colortender memories of years pastevening seems to arrive soonermarking ...

I stretch out my hands How many may I pull out? If not all, there’s one

I was a lonely lavender bushWith a pretty fairy-wing flowerNow!I am a rotting piece of deadwood. Last summerMy minder went on a holidayAnd left ...

In worlds of wonder, they lose their way, The young and old alike, they play and play. But in this realm of endless delight, ...

A poem to celebrate the changing of the seasons!

The roar of the school busand excitement of Pep rallies, Friday night footballin the chilly night air  nips at naked necks and fingertipsas Autumn ...

There are no Govern-mansOnly Éowyn and she is the Queen.Her brother shows her a map,Tells her they live in America,Repeats ‘representative democracy’And other words ...

Everyone has aspirations and goalsEveryone aims at the same goal postsGo big or stay homeIf you choose the latter, you have no hope “How ...