managing unclaimed manacles
I thought I could
Say your eyes lit me up.
You could see.
Sway to my cautious cadence.
Visit a place
Hidden below dusty wings.
When you started
Hiding where I looked
I started too.
Replace mistreat with impairment. Continue reading
Tomorrow I fly back to Brisbane.
This week was meant to be a ‘break’ … for reasons I’m still sorting out, I must say that’s not what it felt like at all. Continue reading
I’ve decided I don’t want to write a sonnet every day. I’m going to keep writing them… but not every day. Continue reading
The missing of the puppies is affecting me a bit.
Recently there was a fatal accident in my family that involved the abrupt loss of a brilliant life, my Uncle Mark. Continue reading