A Semester Abroad
Poem About Love You call it writers block, I say I’m empty inside. Arguments over cold coffee And burning but not smokeable Cigaretter butts. Social contracts obligate me To tell you not to...
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Weathering Storms
A cool breeze rustles the topmost leaves in the backyard. It spreads the white and gray cumulus clouds that enshroud the sky in a mass of growing darkness. It feels so much cooler than...
Then I Walked Into You
Poem I found a clay hut while the desert stormed. Inside a monk sat on the packed ground Indian style, chanting the blues of the Ancients; centered soliloquist, unaware I laid prostrate before him....
Hands of Control
Poem Each day I wake I wake with good intent Each day I wake I seek simple goodness Each day I live I live in a crazy swirl Each day given away I live...
Sea Breeze
To touch, I am reaching out my hand, this wild, eternal dance to understand. My head is being enchanted, fascinated and my eyes gently, slowly are fading. Sitting on the sands within the softness,...
Miniature Train-Riding
I almost can’t remember how the trains raced around the track. How Dad and I adjusted knobs and toggled twitches. How town lights turned on and off; how locomotives whirled out of the tunnel....
उम्र के निशान
इंद्रधनुषी रंगों से भरे , बुलबुले से सपने , रात की नाभि पर , नींद भर लट्टूओं सा नाचते रहे । सुबह की उंगली क्या लगी , फूट कर अंधेरों में जा घुले ।...
Sands of My Broken Timing Glass
How long until the sands run out Of your ticking, tracking eyes That look so freely in and through me And gaze upon shores of my muddled tries How long until the sands run...
For Me Not
For me not For you have nothing to fear But my heart For only my heart has the strength To weaken yours For only my heart can minimize Your will power For only my...
Stay In The Present
Wisdom is the Band Aid put on scrapes tumble-downs look mighty painful to the inexperienced the heart is strongest fresh out the package and so goes strain Upsetting world; rainy, divine happenstance teaches best...
Such Summer Fun
An old video, copied from an old film, shows me attempting to roller skate with the Sterino kids. I remember laughter, and perhaps some encouraging words from Debbie. She, with her long, thick brown...
The Unknown Writers
Poem There are millions of unknown writers, unheard souls publishing their words in the wind. They are born, they live and die in silence to your ear just because you do not understand their...
