They push deep into the earth searching, feeling, wayfaring without seeing the stars above. Hidden in the dark beneath the mantle, where...

A poem in honour of mothers Me probably in my eighth month of pregnancy with my son, who is now 20. Our bodies carry you, vessels of your...

Light climbs each slat of the blind in the darkness of morning. The hum is much lower than the constant ringing in my left ear, and it is...

When I was girl I never asked for much, a hug, a smile and a slice of freshly baked bread. Never aspired to be anything grand just wanted...

A collaboration poem by Aaron Quist and Denise G The Beatles celebrating the release of “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” Round and...

To the one I love, I could not do it without you. All those nights of deep conversation untangling the knotted chain on which I wear my...

Sitting quietly in the dark the flame flickers I pray the wick will burn down consuming thoughts flick through my mind as if it is a...

My eyes cannot see Nor can my hands feel My nose knows nary a scent My ears hear no sound My tongue remains tied There is only one thing...

Dragon’s blood flows through mine. An ancient bloodline that can destroy as much as it can love. Wisdom carries responsibility, it can...

A cacophony of caws Shiny black wings take lift and soar. The feathers swirl creating chaos and pattern that carry code that must be...

In those moments Just as I wake eyes still shut glued tight I'd rather lie undercover Me, my thoughts and I Sometimes fleeting glimpses...

The water caresses her body This thing We call skin Thick to thin Opaque to Translucent Firm to soft In all its versions It encases the...

Floating on the sea of the cosmos only the stars to navigate by in uncharted waters I steer towards my purpose with tenacious intention...

Brown against grey saturated warm colour against black filtered light through overcast sky The whirring of tires on wet pavement vehicles...

Here I sit betwixt yearning for earthly pleasures and aiming for spiritual bliss. Can I have my cake and eat it too? Between two worlds,...

A poem about last night's dream Stairs of cold marble worn with the steps of time Hallways long and narrow tiled in coloured symbolic...