Sometimes people come into our lives in unexpected ways. Last year, I met a soul who I know I’ll remember forever; the kind of person that words fail to describe. I’ll never see her again, but I’ll never forget how she made me feel. With a little creativity, I spun a short fragment of fiction … Continue reading
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Hey me, hey you, haiku.
I travelled through Europe recently. Only, it wasn’t that recently. It’s been almost two months since I’ve been home. It feels a world away already. Before July, I’d never written a haiku before. I’d never considered writing a haiku before. I think I’d read a grand total of two haiku before. And maybe, just maybe, … Continue reading
Reflection on the future; an oxymoron if ever there was.
Perhaps it’s his cool, smug grin, Or her endless adoration; Bordering on idolatry. Awed eyes at the mention of his name, And the way they seem too perfect. If I’m to be joy’d, How is it I find myself consumed by jealousy? What troubles me most, Is not any amount of laughter, … Continue reading
A Wood’s Denizens: A fragment
The stars above, our light on a moonless night, Smiled warmly at us below; Bestowing upon you their radiance, Which off your milk-white skin did glow. The wood, withall, was darkness, Save the light which from you spread; The she-wolf’s pack espied it, And so, from us, they fled. After was heard a wailing, Doubtless … Continue reading
“A ship in port is safe, but that’s not what ships are built for”
My vessel on the bottom lays, And the breadth is a thousand leagues wide. But this hapless mariner will brave the depths, For a moments space by your side. Many years I have travelled, To lands both near and far. Others have been heavenly, Though hardly as celestial as thou art. My crew … Continue reading
Upon Seeing a Beggar on the Street Corner
Amongst the to and fro, of a city’s ebb and flow, One lonely figure lay, her sadness on full display. My heart to hers it flew, all eyes from hers withdrew, Her scrawling remained unread, and still for coin she begged. With serest hair as pale as flax, and rips and tears about her … Continue reading
Rain, rain, never go away.
I love the rain. Its rather enthralling; Like poetry. When you listen to what it’s saying, You can hear Every single droplet, Every syllable In the work. And then it stops. But that’s just the end of one stanza. There’s always more. The rain’s indiscriminate. It falls on everything; Everyone. It cheers … Continue reading
“Can I see another’s woe, and not be in sorrow too?”
Your eyes, Quiet, Deep, Thoughtful. Gateway to a world Filled with Hope, Ambition, Boundless love; But also, Uncertainty. Your lashes, In some places Wet With still hot tears. You cry, Alone, But you needn’t. You sit alone, But you needn’t. And the only thing I want, Now, Then, Forever, Is to be there Each time … Continue reading
To the most complacent black swan I have ever had the good fortune of encountering
You sat, So humble, quiet, still. Wanted not from me that which I could not give. Asked of me only time, of which I had an abundance, And love, which I gladly shared. Nor spoke, nor fussed; Only sat, gazing intently At eyes which would so often draw themselves away from their occupation To meet … Continue reading
The Lonely Planet
“Alone”. A. Lone. Just think about that. It’s said that humans, like most animals, are naturally social beings. It’s hard wired into our systems, this whole concept of being part of something bigger than ourselves. We crave interaction and integration. That’s why we become part of sporting teams, join book clubs, stalk people on Facebook, … Continue reading
