That Day Is Not Today ! One day, rummaging through an old drawer I might come across a pair of bright red socks Images will flash before my eyes Of wiggling toes and gurgling cuddles …...
These sure are not daffodils. But yet, when trees that looked like empty hat-stands (Courtesy: Markus Zusak’s The Book Thief) flaunt the bounty of spring, a poem or two springs into mi…...
Do you hear the snow against the window-panes, Kitty? How nice and soft it sounds! Just as if some one was kissing the window all over outside. I wonder if the snow loves the trees and field…...
Dust of Snow The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued. ~ Robert Frost...
Delighted to part of The Feminine Heart of Poetry, an anthology published by Dr Fabrizio Frosini and the group Poets Unite Worldwide. This ‘All female Poets’ anthology is a collection …...
Once upon a time, there lived a little girl… Tall and lanky… Her hair, the colour of ginger… And she fell hopelessly in love… With words… It is that time of the year when the internet is aw...