As the soft blue water folds beneath my feet, I contemplate my good fortune and beg not to repeat, The failures of the past in a journey so long, There’s just too much to tell in this very short song. Holding my hands high, I...
Month: April 2012
As I wear my colander, I begin to reflect, on the fact that my head — now does not sweat, “Oh what a relief,” I shout to the world, As my joy reaches the heavens and my soul unfurls. Like a lovely bud — of...
The Royal Rebel — Rambanita’s her name, recycling refuse is how she achieved her fame. A reliable friend — and rebellious too, “Well, that’s open for debate” says the Boy in blue. Threading her needle to create something nice, adding accessories and love to give...