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THE WRECK OF THE COSTA CONCORDIA

(13 January 2012) T'was a cold January night off Italy, can still hear the cries fading The cruise ship Costa Concordia capsized and sank while sailing Past...

Monsoon Song

I   hear  the  bugle horn in  the  air, Rising  above  the  silent  daydream; With  a lash of your cane and a groan of thunder, You emerge victorious...

Realization

The wise say, why wander hither and thither, Temples, mosques and churches; He is within you. Have I found Him within me? Not yet; But I see Him, In the...

Girlhood

Gone are those golden days My unforgettable girlhood days; The delight of roaming with friends On the wide roads, with the fresh breeze blowing, Bougainvilleas peeping from...

THE BALLAD OF A SEAMAN’s BLUES

At the stroke of twelve one night I carried my luggage down Big suitcase and a heavy backpack Both shades of golden brown Friendly cabbie smiled'n'helped Me hoist it...

Gravels of Sand

Hold us unto your ear, And we recite a saga untold. Feel us under your feet, And we ride you to the realms of your past. Gaze upon...

A Caribbean Mother’s Song

My sonny gone over de ocean My sonny gone over de sea He gawn dere tuh work for mo' money And dat he gawn send back tuh...

Kiss of Rain

The tiny plant gazed at the sky, dark and full, it was ready to burst, the clouds showered their love, and the rain drops kissed the grass. On...

The Doll’s Lullaby

On an empty street, in a deserted alley, among the smelly bins, lay a tattered doll. On a full moon night, into the shadowed space, walked a fragile child, to make...

The Lone Tree

The air blew cold, the sun took a vacation, the river began to freeze, as the raindrops turned to snowflakes. The birds flew away, leaving their nests empty, insects left for...

Water Under the Bridge

The rippling waves shied from my touch like water under the bridge.  A gentle breeze blew the dead leaf from my fingers like water under the bridge. The...

Where Lies Future?

Where lies future? Curious, I stare into the daylight as the sun smiles glorious, faint hope blooms to my delight. I reach for the galaxy, stretching to touch the...
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