As a young child, I enjoyed writing poems that rhymed. As a teenager, I dabbled in free-flow. As an adult, I am exploring a more structured form of poetry, called Japanese Haiku. A haiku is a three-line poem with seventeen … Continue reading
I squeezed her chunky thighs. I breathed in her lavender scent. I snuggled into her neck. I brushed against her soft hair. I played peek-a-boo with her blankie. I returned her to her grandma. I smiled to mask my pain. … Continue reading
A Poem Bright, clear, and alert Moon-eyed Your irises still changing hue A shade of gray, maybe brown Enchanting and other-worldly Soulful Watchful You appear to see through me Imploring Penetrating Piercing You know something I don’t Astute Intelligent Mischievous … Continue reading
My change of heart after my family attended a church-sponsored event We sat elbow-to-elbow along a slim folding table. I counted 8 noodles in my soup. My stomach rumbled as we left the church hall. The next evening at … Continue reading
She gripped the yellow crayon in her pudgy fingers; tried best to colour within the lines. I sat across from her colouring my own piece. We didn’t speak. What do I say to a three-year-old? She selected a green crayon … Continue reading
And it still resonates with me today Then they ask me, but why? And my mind wanders to the times of trouble to the days when my fate lay in His hands and when I asked, He answered. He granted … Continue reading