Shallow

  Shallow I think about my yesterdays,and analyse, in many ways,the times I’ve wasted,squandered,lost,and won’t get back, at any cost. I think about the social rules –the ones I followed […]

Woman

A poem dedicated to International Women’s Day simply entitled. Woman A delicate rose. A hawthorn tree. A gentle breeze,or a tsunami. Timid and gentle. Fiery and loud. A blue summer […]