Whatever Happens After Falling In Love?

What if I tell you whatever follows isn’t ‘happily ever after’…

Rearmament

A subtle observer of Nature, a Deep Ecologist before the term was coined. 

Loving in Fear

Because this is how we all (should) love.

A 750-word Poem In One Breath

Don’t ever pause

I have been diligently writing my 750words every. Tonight, I had nothing to say, so I thought I’d blurt out a 750 word poem in one breath, without stopping. Technically it’s 761 words, but who’s counting? I am subjecting you…

Finding Love With Travel

You travel to find love, only to realize it to be where you’d left it

Mole Poem #2

There are still lighthouses, at least a few,
with beaver scraps on the floor:
some undeniably useful tools.
My eyes turned bad at looking at words
when they took my visa away in Antwerp.
I was 0–10 in not screwing up
right up to your Mexican restaurant seizure.

Deadpan Sight

You could see him over there; any one could do it.

The night creeping around the floor accelerates.

Speaking in tongues; the sun got up and dressed.

The Orkney Islands

A poem you wouldn’t be surprised to hear as filler on local TV news

Lone Incumbent

She had three monitors, like all crustaceans,

Under clouds and the moon during the day.

The windows didn’t open due to ancient paint,

But her hand twisted the latch at every angle.

I Am That Very Witch, Brah

Never staycation, rats are overblown

By a YouTube channel with 70 views.

Kit-Kats, I was waylaid with a bunch of British coins