Category: Poetry

IF ONLY

The cool water foams at my feet Washing the sand back to the sea I look in the distance the giant orange ball sinking Casting a subtly queer glow twilight sets in

The Clouds’ Tale

Look at the clouds, they tell a story Of untold woes and songs of glory. Woes always hidden, never seen;

Let It

Let your thoughts flow Let your wisdom grow

The Last Hour

Twilight- the transition from day to night is truly a magical time. Here’s a poem by me that was inspired by the melting colours of a fading evening.