Honolulu, HI    I will call down the fire, and then the rain.

Los Angeles    Just waiting.

England    Just stuff

...displaced into being    Merely some words here... If upon reflection they become something more...all the better.

Baroda    She asked "What is a half-sun?" And all I could say was, "The half-sun is like a fallen angel. Not high handed, yet divine. She ...

Earth   

Montreal, Quebec    If you like my work, find my blog at https://letrangerechezelle.wordpress.com/ (Ariel Baptista is a pen name)

U.S.   

Canada    22. Canada.

my imagination    a poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a love-sickness.

Maryland   

Fenstad, Norway.    Norwegian. Construction worker at daytime. Poet, musician and artist at night. All poems are the original works and property of © S.G. Holter, unless otherwise ...