Monthly Archives: November 2012

In the trembling gold of the morning, the painter Sought impressions of idle sky Above halcyon meadow slashed with burnt red earth And pale lotuses reflected in smooth glassy pool He layered his canvas with tumultuous prussian blues And when … Continue reading →

It’s a gentle sun that slants On the oleander we planted last spring When the hard road claimed your soul again And I begged you to stay Until pink blossoms hang from every branch Smiling as we sip our wine … Continue reading →

Sometimes a new friend invites me to explore his mind In a room full of old newspapers and coffee cups stained with time Asymmetric forms glint in white light; colours clash and clang On muffled speakers Billy shouts piano man … Continue reading →

Caught in relentless dance of your will against mine Endless years roll by fragmented by sullen space and wounded time Your reticence thrown careless like discarded shoes on polished floor Reflecting our lives in future wearily unsure   Like strangers … Continue reading →