[tabby title="Poem"] The trickster tests my being alive,Testing, examining with a story,Am I awake? Will I survive? Nourish the body. Let my mind revive,The quiet answer from faded glory.The trickster tests my being alive. Storytelling’s a truth I can revive,A...

[tabby title="Poem"] The creature has tusks of memory,Thoughts of living a state of grace,More hopeful than appeals to race,A most merriment in serious reverie. Gigantic in both size and thought,A mind that truths might be known.We know by behaviour that...

[tabby title="Poem"] The lonely traveller needs a pause,Times are so hectic on the schedule,Making the moments all too full.A quiet space does not break the law. Recall past travel with wind and sail,Round capes of Horn and Good Hope,Waves and...

[tabby title="Poem"] They came with ships across the oceans,With views how things are to be done,By hard working days under the sun,Filling this world with their notions. In time, they left again for home,Leaving canals and rails, language and laws,Some...

[tabby title="Poem"] Events occur. To laugh or cry?The powers are beyond my reach.Might I learn from what they teach?This event, too, will pass me by. I’m old. The hurt: the passing of youth,Gone the glimmerings of a plan,Some fates nothing...