[tabby title="Poet Bio"] A moment to ceaseA life never at easeA world so beautiful and yet so cruelMy world, my dream worldEvery chance I get, a friend I createA friend to challenge sleep,a new nightmare in placeAnother place and yet...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] If it's not through rosy spectaclesIf it's a grumpy Monday attitudeIf my x-ray is unexaminedWho do I tell I started with the man in the mirrorI concentrated on my speckI relooked my shortcomingsI turned a new leaf...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Why do you give us promptsAs if our lived experiences are not prompting enoughI say this as if I matterAs if anything mattersJust because we believe in consciousnessAnd that consciousness determines what mattersWithout that belief nothing matters...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Egypt, I gathered was the cradlePure, natural unadulterated.On the world fell the mantleDeflowered, artificial and diluted. Oh! how she must have basked in gloryBut must now stand to watch a sight- gory!Brutish live carnage in a rampage.Ugly...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The cooking bowl, hoped wish each stir -as if in mix would spoon alonespread star-dust on ingredients -is trough for thought, not pot-luck game,a recipe, old style, receipt. To often, as a dish served cold,we pay back...