New budding flowers are poking through the earth Cottonwoods are irritating my allergies The sky is a brilliant, bright blue Fluffy white clouds Warm sunlight on a glistening river Summer just around the corner. An awards show and pictures and proud smile...
July’s midsummer heat stuck. It stuck to the blades of grass. It stuck to Sumire’s beige romper. It stuck to everything and anything like a sweltering bog. Sweat drenched her underarms as she set up her easel and foldable chair. Even at her elevated vanta...
27th of September – Season 2 When Angela Moodley matriculated, she never dreamed in a million years that she would be involved in something like this. After all, back then she'd simply been Angela Mabaso: the typical "it" girl who was far more interested...
One couple arrived at the residence. They hoped to find a perfect place to raise a family. It wasn't to be. Another couple had been quicker. They were there earlier and, so, they got first pick on available housing. The lucky couple's kind was abundant in...
Halloween isn't widely celebrated in New Zealand. It's more of an American thing, but I have noticed that now it is slowly starting to catch on over here. The local Plaza now stock Halloween costumes, and not just for children, as I have seen in previous...
It was a day just like today, I remember, The beginning of spring, a day of fresh beauty. Vanished were the harsh and bitter winds of winter. The landscape dull and heavy under a sullen sky, And the very earth hard like iron, cold and dead. But that...
The coldness stretches out, touching all cornersBare trees, bare everythingThe air is crisp and chilly, seeping in through the gapsYou disappear in the silenceWinter’s arms outstretched around you, trying to drag you inThe bleakness gripping you with icy...
It's sunny this morning. No, really, it is. It's one of those rare spring days where the sun is managing to melt away the candy-floss haze, leaving behind glorious clear, blue skies. Coffee in hand, I'm in my garden, plopped on a bench. It's bright enough...
A warm spring night under the skyscrapers I stand under a blossoming tree Each flower burning and sparkling in orange light As a street lamp burns From within its tangled branches. The beautiful sight takes me back to Nashville last spring, And you - shim...
Flowers bloom, the Winter thaw, Outside the songbirds sing. With the arrival of the bluebirds, I know that it is Spring. But listening to the bird’s songs, And watching the flowers bloom. I can’t but help myself, For feeling a certain gloom. For I find my...
The slow moving wind sweeps the silent valley Fresh cut grass clippings dance by. Vivid blue sky With just a few wispy clouds Off in the distance. The close line is set up Fresh washed sheets wave hello A tub with chilling water sits close A splash and sl...
I hate summer, Because of the Hot weather. But I love it so, For the outdoor fun. The hiking, The swimming, And especially, The camping. I love the tank tops, Shorts and sandals. The sun dresses That makes me feel So pretty. I love the big sun hats, And o...
Everything is dead or dying, My brother tells me. There isnothing alive and green.I run to the window and show hima beauty like none elsewhere but here.Look, I tell him pointing, the bushes areboldly green. Wild do they grow,and so carefree. Can't you see...
Watching the rain spattering on the panes Hearing the thunder in the distance It is the sound of hope At last. Soon the crocuses and the daffodilsWill burst through the fecund soil And the gardens will bloomOnce more. Sitting in the theater while they dan...
Prologue: 5:30 this morning as I stood in the dark, I could see Venus, as she was following the last quarter of the moon across a crystal sky. The darkness of night being quickly consumed by a new rising sun, bringing promise of a clear sunny day. An old...
