More than Autumn

Leaves fall they always fallNew leaves grow but never holdWinds of winter leaves them To wither and wander aloneFar from any palm or barkNo stone knows whose they wereJust as the tree standsShrugging its many shouldersWith its fickle fingers that areA bend from breaking offAll leaves know thisThey once belongedTo the canopy of treesThen theyContinue reading “More than Autumn”

15 August 2021

A poem for someone that I used know Her braids veil our faces,Not even the light might peekInto the inevitable touch of lips.There is no seeing in this moment,Only touching, tasting and listeningTo the heart’s drumming.These moments are like the Okavango Delta,Because this river will not reach the sea,Instead it shall congregate in hopes andContinue reading “15 August 2021”