[tabby title="Poem"] Before I saw the morning sky,Before I learned to laugh or cry,I floated where love should begin,A tiny heartbeat safe within.I am not a burden to bear,Nor just another soul to spare.I am a dream with wings to...

[tabby title="Poem"] this virus is a ragaa circle that keeps turningwithout pause all around, only paineach wavenudges me further down alonefighting for breathi’m going underin the surf of hell each morningi wake with a small hopetucked somewhere in the chestand...

[tabby title="Poem"] blossoms on black treesquiet place for springfor my refreshment sipping teaunder the spring moonscent of blossoms magpie shadowwith rhythm of the springon my wheelchair blossom treesI need mylife again spring fallseveryday little moregod’s love spring endmagpie announcessong of...

[tabby title="Poem"] She traces dreams in mehndi lines,Each curve a prayer, each dot a plea,To look her love in quiet hopeAnd say, see me… this is me.They call her beautiful - yes, they do,Admire the glow upon her face,But in...

[tabby title="Poem"] My mother and I sit on a small piece of patio,Where once she sat alone.She shows me a bird’s nestTwo tiny birds sleeping close together.The mother bird comes with food,The little ones wake and open their mouths.With her...