Poetry Is a Musing
Poetry is a musing For architects of the word Who construct language from thin air To describe the world as they see fit. Every poem has a story That the […]
Just Adrift
I am drifting away, Floating on the waves Of the sunlit bay. The Ocean is warm, While the beach is quiet. The waters are clear; All the fish seem to […]
Albatross
Light, Streamlined form, The kite-bird Floats for hours On the Ocean’s breath With gentle flaps Of giant wings. Feathered master Of air and sea, The rider of thermals Glides on […]
