Love by the campfire: A poem 

The late yellow moon still haunts the skies  Above the cumulus clouds, it solemnly lies  in its inertia, like a tethered swaying boat  In this convalescent glow, her ideas float  The night cops are wizards conjuring order  Like all-seeing stars in the silent city further  Above the black hills that are bare of even aContinue reading “Love by the campfire: A poem “

The world as it is: A poem 

On the streetside, beggar’s crap and snot  Civilisation is a crowded parking lot  The road hog drives with eyes bloodshot  A teenager’s break is smoking pot  Children love with apps in their hand  Survival is stodgy with greed in its glands  The sucker ducks to a posse of packages  Hide your convictions, as we returnContinue reading “The world as it is: A poem “

My trees have stood their ground: A poem 

I waited three scores, but I never knocked doors  I was all too sublime, for it to take its time  The raincoat of spirit is the vestment of honour  The mettle of duty at every humbling corner  When the messenger of hope calls on me twice  I’ll tell him that even if it’s too late,Continue reading “My trees have stood their ground: A poem “