Pledge to stars, voodoo dance,
Clear your space, tribal stance...
I couldn't handle it this morning.
Correction - I couldn't handle her...
Chills tapped on his spine
as the street light flickered...
I can't sleep at night
with a warmonger...
Father, forgive me.
Forgive how I want to...
I never imagine that some kind of physical pain
could make me feel like an old turtle...
I am not a caged bird,
but sometimes, I prefer the isolation...
Where has my imagination gone?
It used to be like bees...
Eyes tight shut, to block out the view,
Hand covered ears, to stop the noises getting...
To explore the possibilities of words
is not the poet’s due...
A Sonnet is quite tough for me to grasp
Though rhyme emits from me with silky ease...
Their gifting spirits
live on in their absence...