Poetry,Random Thoughts,Writing August 16: Milestones My dreams are [getting] old My life is stained I have spilled coffee on my soul My heart has…
Poetry,Random Thoughts,Writing August 16: I Am Lionheart You should see my hands The scars that adorn them like henna They have been to war And they have…
Poetry,Writing Beauty is the Small Things Sometimes I am A shallow void Looking for depth Sometimes I am white noise Jostling against myself Looking for uniformity…
Poetry,Random Thoughts,Writing August Child AUGUST CHILD I was born to an African welcome, A song and a spontaneous dance, Undiluted genuineness, The proud smile…
Poetry,Writing This Day These Days This day these days are quiet days, I feel a peace that belies the war Between uncertainty and optimism. And…
