Purple sunset
When we’re oldand out of steam,memories running on fumesin the final lap of our lives,I hope we rememberthis melting purple sunsetdipped in easy camaraderieand companionable silenceand chocolate milk-fuelledlanguid aimless long … Continue reading
Stranger moon
The moon, it’s humongous tonight.Like a giant’s face stung by a bee.Or by disillusionment, who knows?Or maybe it has swallowed the dreamsof all those who once loved,and lost more than … Continue reading
The sunset that got away
I found the perfect sunset,a fiery, broody indigo blushstaining the winter skyreflecting on the day’s stories etched in the glass and concretefaces of the city’s jaded giantsthat caged its transient … Continue reading
Cicada conscience
There’s a voice insidelike the hint of a seedwithin an unborn fruitin the heart of a saplingbraving the quietwaiting to break outof yesterday’s soilcraving the light. And this voice insideis … Continue reading
All kinds of truths
There are all kinds of truths,in all the shades of greyfound in creation, and our imagination.There’s the one that we seein the world around usand the one inside our heads.There’s … Continue reading
All that doesn’t see the light of day
There are many poemsabout youabout usstarted offlike drunken promisesbetween smoldering kissesin the heat of the momentin the heart of the nightin unlit alleywaysin the mazes of memorybut left unfinishedabandoned mid-versein … Continue reading
In retrospect
As I watched youwalk slowly awayand turn backto meet my eyesone last timeI wish nowI had run after youinto your armsand held you tightone last timebefore turningto the nightbefore returningto … Continue reading
Salud, mi amor
Here’s to all the things, my love,that we do not say anymore –vestiges of unvoiced endearmentstrapped between the crevicesof our back teeth and backspace. Here’s to our story left in … Continue reading
Cul-de-sac
Don’t slip into my mindit’s not a cosy place todayAmy Winehouse is doing her thingshe’s back to black on a grey dayweaving magic and melancholybut the clouds are unmovedin that … Continue reading
Kaleidoscope
What makes your heartdo wild somersaults today,butterflies running amokat the very thought of thatspeedbump of their smilebringing all reason to a halt,will one day be rue and ruinwith regrets trailing … Continue reading
Life, with a pinch of salt 