You may have cut yourself
You may have stood on a cliff...

Last night I had a thought
What about I try a prayer...

A bare tree
As spring dawns on its rays...

There was a whisper in heaven
When we met those months ago...

Where is the justice?
A poem for Tina...

A life full of thoughts; horrid
A life of misery; torrid...

The feel of sickness
The feel of shame...

What if this life was
Full of smiles...

There was a knock upon the door
The teacher turned around...

"But where is your Mum, Mum?"
My innocent child asked...

The Lady hawk and the Dragon
Why is it, when we look we do not find, but yet...

A light awakens from with
A darkened room...