There’s something revitalizing about the spring breeze taking me in—the flowers bloom with the green leaves, blending to release the fresh scent that puts ...

Perched, a peaceful pigeon among the hungry crows I was their round table guest, inside a turbulent sky It was a pretentious gathering of friends and ...

My mind is flying faster than an arrow  These thoughts come and go Sometimes, they flow and glow Other times, they are lost in the undertow ...

Beside the brilliant babbling brook, bees begin their dayFlitting between the fragrant flowers, they fertilize awayGently generating the next generation, they give it all ...

Last night, the moon sang me a love song  A serenade from the night wanderer is never wrong  In the morning, a warmth arose ...

A thousand thoughts fill my mind – They’re each struggling to take first place – And like trapped crabs, they each climb, But I’m ...

I am leaving my blue lagoonand flying to the moon Another lonely moon-struck guysoaring high in the lunar sky I am hooting a mournful ...

The Little WattlebirdDarts backwards and forwardsBetween the flowering branchesAnd the pollen avalanches Fluttering from tree to treeLike a busy honeybeeThey are much too swift ...

Four reasons to call on your ancestors.

A poem about dealing with creative burnout