The A Word

The A Word

In March 2022, it was confirmed that I am Autistic. Suddenly, the last 29 years of my life made sense. I reflected on my childhood and teenage years and every struggle I had experienced. I did extensive research, from books, podcasts and videos and it all pointed...

The Beauty Of The Night (Poem)

The beauty of the night, when the world is still. Ink covered fingers, blank page and quill. A writing muse awakens, with the rising of the moon. Words set in motion like a wild typhoon. Dark letters fall on white, a new vision created. The muse slept with the sun,...

Never Meant For Me (Poem)

A treacherous hurricane, spiraling out of control. A fire, alive with light, burning too bright. A blur of making the impossible, possible. a haze of anxiety, dead on my feet. Worries on my pillow, expectations to meet. My mind, teeming with images of my impending...

Dear Poet, Welcome to the 21st Century…

Photo by bongkarn thanyakij on Pexels.com A few months ago, I was pondering the idea of posting my poetry online. For me, poetry has always been a solitary activity. I would scribble rhymes and metaphors onto paper, close my notebook and I would never read it again,...