Latest Poetry

The most charming trait of human minds

Is the difference between what we see while reading same lines

‘Mary’s yellow house behind iron gates’

You see a Mansion and I see a Cape

Your vision of grandeur is not incorrect

My humble cottage is not more select

Don’t tell me I can’t have a porch ‘round my home

This is my yellow house! Go build your own!

I see Mrs. Smith’s brick walk at 105 Pine

Is yours made of slate? That’s perfectly fine.

My house has a black door and cast-iron rails

Don’t ruin my view with your private details

These visions reflect our individuality

Married with a writer’s unique artistry

An intimate dance that changes each time you look

That’s the miraculous splendor of reading a book