Unspoken (To Mr Darcy)

I dread the sound of my voice To come up with the perfect words to get shot down By your gold standard. I knew you would not be easy. Silence can be muted, especially when there Is a paradigm shift to one response and a bottomless pit for the other. The daffodil was not done … Continue reading Unspoken (To Mr Darcy)

Hope in a Time of Covid

Hope can be a recluse that is befitting Of a company or a crowd. Sometimes the greatest dimensions are carved By the promising hour and the dare of Surpassing the courage you were born with. To be brave is new territory, it is Blossoming a crooked smile that is neither Symmetrical nor flashy but a … Continue reading Hope in a Time of Covid

A Moral World that Stands for Love

I was telling a catholic priest yesterday, How immoral the world is now and they Are languishing in fear to call a spade a spade. Pre-marital sex in catholic ideology will always be a sin. I the man who kissed a woman for the First time on my 38th bday will always stay true to … Continue reading A Moral World that Stands for Love

Under Mistletoe At Christmas

How nirvana means different things to people, A nicotine high, some cannabis, A little coffee to take away the cravings,  A sugar cookie at the corner shop, A meat pie from a 7/11 store Or under a mistletoe tradition. How the best part of the day, Is looking at my wife listening to Eclectic music, … Continue reading Under Mistletoe At Christmas

God and Love

I feel water splashing on my palms. I drink from a reservoir on a palm With no hesitation or worry.  How rainwater thrushes against my dryness Making me, a sponge of sorts. Like chunks of tofu in a soup, A heart capable of love. God leaks from the strangest places Not just from the heavens. … Continue reading God and Love

Not Your First Love

Love is always candid in expression, Like two halves, that become fuller. The Venn diagram that overlaps At the center, where a common Kiss, rests in second bloom. How beautiful, If both of us had the same Number of lovers in our histories, As I look at you, knowing Someone else knew, what I now … Continue reading Not Your First Love


The eternal pause of a body, Divine and yet mortal, Keeping up with love, on a pedestal,  The glowing object a woman is; Shimmering irises, selenographic face Encroaching lips, that know How only what God can Assemble together, is the bounty Of true love, the type that combusts On planks of wood. The rewards of … Continue reading Love

Pink Beasts

  Your eternal sand castle, The proposal on one knee,   The few seconds of awe, Which seemed like hesitation   Or surprise, or both. The babies you see, In her eyes, the baby making   That channels your vision, The obituary every orgasm has,   The epitaph on her face, The afterglow of pyrotechnics. … Continue reading Pink Beasts

The House I will Never Buy

The student loans I paid off, The guilt-free trip to Sydney for a post-doc Knowing life could no wrong. How it all tumbled, like domino squares The first to the last. Now I look at all the houses in Melbourne, And wonder what secrets they hide. I remember back in 2006, my days of house … Continue reading The House I will Never Buy