A Quiet Return

I’ve been away from this space for a while. Life fills and overflows. But poems continue, quietly, like bees in cornflowers or wind from the Cape. I’m here again to share words—old ones, new ones, and the ones still unfolding. You might find reflections, memories, maybe even a few photos. This space is a notebook, … Continue reading A Quiet Return

Path of Kindness

Don’t die before we are dead, Stay alive to witness The history returning Through the revolving door. Meantime, invent, create, write To safeguard dreams Within and without In this unsettled time. Power grabbers scheme to steal From unsuspected innocents, To silver-line their pockets— Thieves in broad daylight. Learn to praise; Respell the misspelled, Trim the … Continue reading Path of Kindness

Good Morning

No poetry in the Inauguration— Words meant to dance with hope and healing Fall short of lifting souls from the noise of hate, Drowned in the dissonance of yesterday’s wounds. What do we mean when we say good morning? We are more than electric sockets, Receiving and disbursing the electrons, We have dreams, Songs to … Continue reading Good Morning