December & I

November quivers each time it is destined to leave my threshold. Decembers enters my doorway, dark, deep and somber. It has been such for the last 12 years. I do not wish to reveal the details of the somberness of December through my writings. […]

In Memory of my Father

28.12.2011 Silence is still the scimitarThat carves moons out of our souls,While we languish eternally in memoriesOf roseate waves and yellow butterflies on the wing.We wait for life to promenade in hallowed calmAnd your footfalls to grace our wood smoked hearts,Someday is still far […]