Realities
There was a time when I never gave a thought to the unstable nature of life and the few, so pitifully few, times our paths crossed with any reality in the world.
Category Archives: Poetry
Jigsaw Pieces
So many sides
Who will I fit with?
Which is my best side?
How brave are you?
When are you honest?
With other people.
With yourself.
Hidden
We walk in the shadows Rarely saying what we mean Disguised and alone Wondering what the other thinks Wondering what …
African dreams
Fleeting pictures in my mind… colours, smells… heat, sun… somewhere in that half-world between sleep and waking I clearly see …
Finding Something from Nothing 