Poetry Palace

Not for You

My animal brain 
finds ways 
to toy with my intellect 
as if I’m an insect 
except that I can’t crawl 
back to you 
with broken wings 
I…

Song for the old year

Redemption comes at such a cost Freezing winds off the Irish sea
Blow me away…

Rhyme: a Tool of the Trade for Poets

some history, techniques and a smattering of thoughts from a…

Treasure of Words

I was trying to Write

And, make it worth to paint

Along the Paisley Path

Creativity Lies Right Before Your Eyes

And We Loved Lip-syncing to Taylor Swift, but Couldn’t Carry a Hymn

An old-school prose poem.

Will you be my Valentine?

When a girl asks in a poetic way.

WAR | INJUSTICE

Burnt Blood

Couplets on war

A love supreme

Oh Lord, my God, I fell asleep,