Black Swan
What words do I have leftWhat metaphors are there to personify againShould I take refuge back in the rain, mountains, …
Dear Moavi: A Beautiful Truth
Dear Moavi, I lost my emerald day before yesterday or an eternity ago as since it has gone I have …
Dear Moavi: Cast Away
Dear Moavi,It’s been long and yes it feels like we haven’t met in ages. I do look for you in …
The Autumn Poem
For certain trees, autumn arrives earlierSome bloom as the leaves shred to dust Some observe and some envySome pray for the …
The Gift
Some people speak loud, some speak slowSome whisper, some sway and slither, some always tune to perfect pitchAnd some doesn’t …
Rain in the mountains
Like a slow drizzle beneath and underneath the lush green manor The sound of joy in the cacophony of dewsWill you …