Water Lay Poems

I mistook the shallows for the deep
Experienced the pain of that mistake
I'm not even far from the shore

I was walking in my sleep
I thought I...

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Is the thought of Science a scary premise mixed with some progress and
 a whole lot regret, like oh that science, what will they think...

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Fine fringes of the wave-less sea,  
Wherein sky meets water gladly;
Breeze touches their hug and whisks,
As though tenting there would bring risks;
Passions, into waves,...

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Our home Is filled with thanks and love,
this we got from God up above.
The kitchen stove cooking away,
before eating we first must pray.
Let's go play...

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Let the cold, integral to fall
Allow a furlough from life’s gall
Zapped of heat, my water love lost
Yielding to blankets, dark accosts…

Days mist like ghosting memories
All...

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A homeless woman squatted on the pavement 
Empty bottle of mineral water by her side. 
It was a hot summer noon …the stench 
Of poverty makes me ashamed...

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As I lay in the dark, accompanied by only my thoughts
and memories.
   I can feel the grip of the night, clutching with its...

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Today I have played hard,                    ...

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November rains pour from the sky,
seated near window my thoughts cry,
damp, cold weather and island life,
memories hurt  – like a  knife,
water bubbles gets...

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the garland braved the ocean’s crested might

a narrow surfboard bobbed in and out of sight

exotic waves welcomed currents and its spray

a feast of skill and...

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Last hopes which lay

Flashing lightening and huge thunders,
And marching rain through blackening nights,
Sitting on top of shaking chair
With hopes of passing time under darkening nightmare;


Silent...

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Sunsets melt in a forest glen,
and a white horse rests in the Zen.
A blue wren on a rock perches,
and mingling are leaning birches.
Bright and colorful...

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Mermaids, sirens of the seven seas,
Guardians of Davey Joanne’s keys
Water babes, in rivers seen to swim
Young mermaids, now there’s a thing!
Kermit the frog, and miss...

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You till your own garden,
  you sow your own seeds

You harvest the memories,
  you feast on the breeze

You water those choices,
  both...

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Heavy storm was sweeping dark Paris streets
Lit with dim lights that dreary November night 
With ghostly shadows lurking in the corners
Cold wind dancing with dirty...

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