Dressed In Black

Dressed in Black,

Shes always dressed in Black.

So alike we are,

Yet so far apart,

Yeah, were the same.

She staggers in,

Smoking,

I stumble in,

Vodka and Gin,

She offers me,

I take a sip,

Aggrevates,

Poison lips,

Then we kiss,

Just for fun,

Our lips meet,

And we are as one.

Until the next time,

When we're not friends.

Until the next time,

We make amends.

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.