The Winter Wind

“The Winter Wind” The winter wind blows in gusts Through the lonely fields of dust Weaving through the giant oak’s shade Up above the hill and over the winding trail Of soft, padded grass that grows Greener as the hillside blows The dandelions’ heads off their thick coats And as the winter wind envelops, With…

Neil Gaiman On How Stories Last

Neil Gaiman On How Stories Last “A few years ago, she started telling me this story of how, in the ghetto, they were not allowed books. If you had a book … the Nazis could put a gun to your head and pull the trigger — books were forbidden. And she used to teach under…

THE STORIES THAT THE NIGHT TELLS

For when at night you’re silent You may hear it whispering to you Telling you tales and legends Not many beings have knowledge of Not many mortals have known. Tales of the battles fought years ago The blood shed and the sacrifices The mingling of the sea with the earth – Paving way for them to…

LONGING OF MY PAST

Here comes the wind again She came at last The wind blows finally Let her blow away my past. The sun went down at last And finally came the night But the clouds were too thick For the moon to shine bright. Yet the fearless wind blew again Trying to shove the clouds away But…

A LIGHT THAT LOSES ITS GLOW

When at night I look at the stars, They remind me of forgotten scars. Far away, where they burn bright Or slowly fade away with age. Higher in the sky,then sinking low Illuminating the pathways of every sage. But when I turn my head to the side, Further away from the light, I saw a…

REIGN IN STILLNESS

Slowly the golden memory of the dead sun fades from the hearts of the cold, sad clouds. Silent, like sorrowing children, the birds have ceased their song, and only the moorhen’s plaintive cry and the harsh croak of the corncrake stirs the awed hush around the couch of waters, where the dying day breathes out…

CRIES OF THE NIGHT

“Cries of the Night”  A shred of light Of the moon that shone High up in the sky The almighty from his throne Faint melody That wafts through the air Sweet and gentle Stillness mirrored in her stare  Over the sounds of the night Heard is the one of her breathing Among the howls and…

A Lonely Road

A lonely road By the bayside It comes and it goes, Which no one knows The wind blows in Our feet lay still In the water hole On a midnight stroll In the moonlight By the waterside I see the stars alight As their spirits burn bright A lonely road By the bayside It comes…

TETHERED

Glistening waters that flow eternally, carrying with them a weight unknown that cleanses the sin with the mingling of the sea that purges the weary refugees’ souls- A weight that tethers these brooks to the ground.

The Summit

So here I am again between the choices chained to me that I made in the past Back to the point where I began, hoping just to reach its end Pushed back into the pit which saw me struggling hard, to get out of that hole again, setting myself free from my mind that was…