Do we have to dance with madness in order to create? I have enjoyed...
Poetry
I did not seek it, my draft board selected me. I did not want...
Memories resemble those falling leaves of autumn, Fading away in vivid mahogany. Auburn scattered...
The scissor cuts deep and so does the “I love you.” The paper splits...
They’re here for just a short time, Long enough to recite their lines. ~Poetic...
I’m afraid to die, I cannot lie. I might as well give up and...
In the river of time our lives drift by, Flowing forward under the changing...
I’m scared to live, I’m scared to breathe. I’m scared to give, I’m scared...
Nigeria, One Family, a bond that’s strong, Like a farmer homeward, after a day...
At the age of five I watched her tiptoe to my neighbors house, Lured...