The affair of wee mortals
With our planet has gone awry again;
Crabby like the acrid taste of long kept palm wine.
We mask our depredation with mendacious diplomacy.
Hence this social distance between us and […]
My friends, let us leave that side of the gist.
Let us now hear the gist of this scientist
Who (possibly) was in that ill-fated ship.
He’s a physician who gave charges cheap.
As such, he lived in a hut i […]
Of all novelists now living or dead,
My friends, I owe this poem to Clive Cussler’
A writer that’s come to live in my head.
Only for him, I would not write proper
On such way-back subject as Titanic
He too […]
What do you want from me?’ she asked me, crossing her elegant, coltish legs.
‘And don’t say love because you don’t love me,’ she cut in conversationally, lifting her glass of cognac to her Aphroditic […]
It is a thing of beauty to uphold the pride like a pack of lions,
It is a crime to be praised for sharing the same amount of might.
The perception of the ugliness of the melanin is the crime we commit.