Lonely

Do you hold on

to a dream

that is broken

does your thinking

say

it is not so

does the beatings

rain down from your heaven

as commonsense

begins to grow

through the haze

of the pain

you are given

is it so hard

to sleep alone

Because Angels Are In White…

The poem is on Doctors who were heroes to us in the time of Covid-19

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.