Occupied, As I Wait

Hooded figures, emerge as daylight disappears. Dissatisfied with ice-cold steel to sit upon. Waiting, eyes darting. Is that the one? No. Thudding beats – individual ears. Sheeted glass walls, freshly black paint fumes. I study a young girl half naked in the winter...

Diagnosis, On A Sunday Morning

Monotonous Coughing, spluttering. Sirens of babies, whimper. Chairs lined up like soldiers in the hospital white. Diagnosis, on a Sunday morning. Waiting, Aching, Waiting, Watching. Lights dim, low music soothes. Disinfectant fumes, burn my morning eyes. Blood,...

Mother Nature

Birdsong, liberated. In the hands of mother nature. Lost in thought, in the trees, in life, in mind. Golden crunch, under my soles. Toxin cleanse – joy and peace. No restriction to the adventure of Sundays. Squirrels roam, they paint a happy picture. At home – they...

The City That Never Sleeps

Overcast sky, luminous lights. Kinetic energy, Silhouette heights. Livestock rushing, around in the heat. Camera’s clicking, rushing to Wall street. Broadway symphony, TV colours explode. A Yellow blur of taxis, fight for the road. Skyscrapers standing, proud,...

Home

The lagoon of water shimmers in the moonlight. The trees whisper as they lean into the well-lit pathway, that I walk on this Summer’s eve. On the other side, people sit and talk under the stars. Refreshments and entertainment. The best spot to enjoy the air, the...