The Cage

Woollen socks, her hood of pink Glancing at the new school case, Nita trying hard to think Second day she has to face Yesterday she went to school Different culture, language odd, Little children can be cruel! Sees her Father give a nod Takes her school case with a sigh Follows Father out the door, Silently he sees her cry Tears falling on the floor … Continue reading The Cage

Toasting Tourists Health

The above image copyright http://www.clas.ufl.edu Standing on the corner a grotesque arresting sight Twisted limbs protruding from his rags, His wailing sends the pigeons in a hurried startled flight, His clothing from some cast off hessian bags. “Baksheesh” yells this woeful sight as people pass him by Rattling coins to illustrate his words, Then to reinforce it he emits a throaty sigh Throwing curses at … Continue reading Toasting Tourists Health

Typhoon

Falling rain like sheets of glass Showers from each window crack, Towels around each shuttered door, Building shudders, front to back. Trembling she lies on her bed Listens to the typhoon shriek Wondering if the house will break Terror has no words to speak! Coconuts like cannon balls Penetrate the yielding earth With resounding angry sound Flying mud and scattered turf, Will she make it … Continue reading Typhoon

Bonnie

Graceful movement down the aisle, Father’s pride and Mother’s joy, On her lips the bridal smile Dazzles now the waiting boy Father grasps her tighter still Loathe is he to lose his girl, Dove chirps on the window sill Waits to see the veil unfurl Mother sobs with silent tear Joy and sadness mingled there, Sobered with a silent fear Wonders how the loss she’ll … Continue reading Bonnie

She’s Gone

He sits dejected on the old lounge floor Head leans back in search of one now passed Eyes glancing hopeful at the entrance door In memory searching when he’d seen her last Those precious times he sat her on his lap As both of them watched movies in the night, And many times he’d wake up from a nap To see her there, a very … Continue reading She’s Gone

My Window

Through the window of my room I see the world pass by, That scenery from the weavers loom From garden to the sky Explodes in colors carefully placed In artistry so fine; Except where spoilers have defaced And marred this jewel of mine The colors seem to ebb and flow, Sun journeys through the sky, That golden orb in evening glow Will kiss this earth … Continue reading My Window