Playing the Shield (A Poem)

It’s amazing,
the amount of power
the perceptions of others has
over your own self-image;

Encrusted (Haiku)

Turning a blind eye
only leads to encrusted
feelings and neighbours.

The Day (Haiku)

Is today our day;

The Wind (A Poem)

The wind that blows the branches,
Of the tree you sit with,
Next to your love.