A Paradox I Am and Others …

A paradox I am, I belong nowhere, yet everywhere recognizes me She asks for her veil, for only to be able to mourn freely .... a touch of crimson~buttery cinnamon bun hot frothed creamy~mug of latte coffee snacking on a sunday~while time melts away  Before I met you I held my head high in dignity … Continue reading A Paradox I Am and Others …

The Rise of Icarus

The Rise of Icarus (Following on from Wings of Icarus) Yet I want moreUncaring of tomorrow…  Did I fly too high?Sun blazes angrilyWax weeps from my wingsLike solidified tearsI am fallingFreely from my flightThe ocean beckons thirstilyFurious waves lash outAs I desperately recallThe forgotten weaponUnder a layer of dustCoated with rustPrayer… God, what I would giveTo … Continue reading The Rise of Icarus

The Day Breaks

The Day Breaks Birds knock faithfully at my window Urging me awake, its nearly dawn Parting the curtains I see The blue-black shying away At the horizon The arrogant sun Can’t wait its turn A familiar call fills the air Which heart will fail to stir? Cold splashes do little Slumber stubborn to surrender What … Continue reading The Day Breaks