Echoes
In your eyes vestiges of a loss the reverberations becloud mine Summers are thorny there is nowhere to hide but …
Monthly Archives: November 2010
Language wars
Recently my sis in law mentioned about a couple of books she bought en route home from her brief holiday …
Bland treasure
Your palate tickled by spices Found the dish too bland With a dismissive gesture You let the serving grow cold …
Wordless Wednesday 16
I shall return
I am born and reborn through eons to quench my thirst in your conviction. Not abrupt moves, not verbal ploys …
Shail's Nest 