Poems
WHY I WRITE
Every week, a blank page waits for me
Silent, patient and expectant,
It does not ask for perfection,
Only Honesty.
People often wonder
Why a columnist writes again and...
Cow-a-saki
Upon the narrow spine of earth
that rises gently over the river’s hush,
morning spills its molten gold—
an orange hymn across the sky.
Two figures walk with...
VALENTINE’S VALLEY
This poem is dedicated to the bravehearts who were martyred this very day in 2019.
Here is a silence in these valleys now,
For the shock...
Silhouette at Dawn
At the heart, upon a timeless stump,
A peacock rests—dark, sculpted, still;
A living myth in gentle slump,
Crowned by dawn’s unspoken will.
No color speaks, yet all...
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