Courage Monorhyme Poems

to be of use
without abuse
there’s no excuse
a bit obtuse?
well-cooked my goose?
slide on the noose?

that I refuse!

slip on my shoes
spread the news
do not confuse
it’s not a...

Read More

A step too far, brings right of passage to a ledge
Fluttering at cliff walls, pushing life’s brittle edge
A sheer instinctive thrust, with no trust to...

Read More

Moonlight hitchhikes on green pines
Slipping away like maroon mind
Melancholy music rides breeze I find
Comfort and peace in warm red wine

Escape in a bottle isn’t the...

Read More

(Sand Promises)

Sand promises drown in tides.
Washed away leaving tearing eyes,
broken dreams in evening sighs.
Sadness one attempts to hide.

Sand promises are like lies.
Born when human dreams...

Read More

Tortured before by doubts tormenting me for escape flight
Now, my faith keeps pressing* on through God’s compassionate might.

Gripped yesterday against frustration-failure sight
Now, my spirit as...

Read More

I’m stuttering on this facile analogy      
Like I’m tripping on dubious morality
I’m lisping on my plain quizzicality 
Like I’m limping...

Read More

What is your excuse for not writing today?
Come now, is it…“my Muse has gone away?”
Or …the feeble.” I just have no inspiration?”
A feeble excuse for...

Read More

While looking up into the blackness; past this now leafless canopy
Fires are simply burning; within their own realms of infinity
Wonderous twinkling is intertwined in the...

Read More

         Honour Humanity

           Life passes through childhood,...

Read More

Let us trust the Lord* for today’s safety
Mindful of child-transport security
Being alert is indeed tough duty
Along our road responsibility…
Midst bikers, shared accountability
Those crossing, concerned sensibility.

*Psalms...

Read More

For those who lack conviction
Aspirations stay but a mirage
And for those crafting mountains from mole hills
Detriment a deadly barrage
Believers of strange eyes upon them
Flaunt shame...

Read More

They say that "God writes straight with crooked lines"
we seek control, but perhaps that confines
God's Will, Plan, compassionate designs
it's up to Him, the One who...

Read More

A balance bike is really neat;
instead of pedals, use your feet,
a comfy, slightly lower seat,
for freedom that just can’t be beat.

My Greta girl is only...

Read More

My eyes are green, but dimmer than they used to be.
I'm Caucasian, but my skin's stained dirty.
I used to be only four foot three
with ten...

Read More

I've never cried as much as I did last night
The crime scene was not a pretty sight
Seeing her lying there unmoving with her blue eyes...

Read More