Acceptance

I was sitting in the corner of my local bar
Just havin’ fun with my friends
I knew the night...

I can still go back to a childhood day when I would open our back door and my Mother would say “Oh there...

Grief
Is the
Reaper To
Love

It's flame
Smothered
By
The...

30/08/2021
I’m sorry for the added strife to your life!

I’m sorry I cause you stress....

Well here I am again at that fabulous fourteen years of age.. in love with life like a lion let loose out...

I am pleased with my pleasurable poetic verses
writing about everything that is in my life
...

Go down on one knee and take a selfie,
In its maker; is presented our effigy!
Be humble in...

Though my memory of my childhood days seem to wax and wane

I shall try my utmost to bring my past...

Are we the chosen few and different from the rest?

Our love for creativity must surely be blessed...

In the nineteen seventies
Called " Mulatto" and " Half Breed"
An American childhood
...

We laugh.. we cry.. the truth be told, as it is wrong to lie.

Our emotions are expressed every...

Magical misty blues are yon colours up so high

Weaving wondrous woves as Cumulus clouds pass me by...

Goodbye August with your summer season.. you have left us sprinkles of showery rain showers no doubt for a...

I rhyme with my reasoning, when I rhythm my flow

Coz I prefer the matching sounds as I pen as I go...

Vapour rose from the intense heat

An aftermath of that deluge on the sun kissed street

...

A poet (quite familiar with yours truly)
sat at his computer
trying his darnedest to craft a...

When this month of August fades away

And there is only one more day

Mother nature’s...