Category Archives: poems
Poets are philosophers who sometimes rhyme. Advertisements
Her hand rests snug in mine synchronized fingers slip into perfect symmetry of interlocking flesh and bone. Lightly knuckles fold an affectionate clamp. Tips softly caress then settle, thumbs overlap crux over hinge. Her delicate palm, tender smooth, lays engulfed … Continue reading
The sweep of road, a gradient line seldom walked. The stretch of a mile. Few cars hug the rising bend in the morning; by evening they descend. And in between the bulk of day scarce are the travellers passing that … Continue reading
Money tight? well this won’t cost you a thing. Because you are all so fabulous and cool I’m giving my poetry book away for free to everybody in the world. It’s called “There is one here for you” It is … Continue reading
Hindsight’s the sister of regret “What ifs” tease attempts to forget. Random objects mirror moments of reflection Dejection’s the brother of rejection.
The perfect someone does exist it’s our standards that are flawed
Wilting shadows weep for the company of night lacking comprehension they only exist where there’s light