Rainbow Salad

of a limerick persuasion . . .

When you close your eyes, where do you go?

an august exploratory . . .

Empire Of The First Sun-King.

A poem

Rainbow Salad Poetry Prompt — response

Extreme weather conditions

Never have I been to New Zealand. I failed to fulfil much of my life and many desires. The cosmos left for wondering nights, and the…

August is the flat-out tilt toward

(Final Act)

A tanka for non-traditional parenting

Trying to escape reality

My quest, the place I’ll fill with only you

when our dissatisfaction plays tricks on us . . .

A love prose poem — words, words, words, how easily they flow

Letters To Oludhe

A Poem

Bring on the chaos

a poem, for bite-sized information delivery

A fragmented poem.

You once said you loved soulful singers

(i) With patience she watches

Sometimes Winning can mean losing

Snake that eats herself, beating drums and mess of dust is it occult or straight up the sun? We smoked cigarettes  when the wind was…