Blood Rose

Many nights, there are sonnets lingeringThey come to me when the dawn crawls beneath the horizonAnd dusk rises above the ground When I close my eyes, I can always see themDancing through the air in black and white Dressed in tulle and ballerina pumpsJasmine and lavender plaited into their hairMany nights, I hope that they … Read more

I Know Magic And I Call It You

Dusk unfolded her wings and cradled us to her chest.Excited by our chatter, the moon curled up with our laughter.As the trees listened, and prose kissed the air with a sweet aroma, Time ran away for a dip in the ocean of memory.And there he was, nestled beneath the orange lee.The open sky, dull against … Read more

Talking To The Moon

Unconstrained and luminous, Moon’s heart mirrors everything and everyone she loves in silver hues. Brilliantly, she lives – a trait either attributed to her life story or simply her inborn fierceness – or both.  Whether she knows it or not, Moon’s radiance outshone any darkness that threatened my own life. When I think I understand … Read more

Little Homes In A Big World

The eight-legged earthling elegantly spins her mesh.  The trees as her circus stage, the performer manoeuvres on her trapeze with grace.  She drapes her long limbs on the invisible line and with her head flung back she twirls, her face catching the light of the new day.  The ocean’s song rides through the branches like … Read more