Jewels
PoetryShiny little objects left on a sill. A pair of iridescent earrings and a delicate necklace. “I don’t know if...
Oh Dearest Mother
PoetryOh dear me, Oh dearest Mother, You have gone from here to there. I know it was not of your...
the pain
Poetryit was there after all these years the door, still bolted the window, still nailed the memory still haunting the...
Modern Love
Expats, PoetryYou look at me As if from a great distance ~ As would a survivor in a Lifeboat look at...
Beneath the sea | Expats Poetry 
