Open Casket Reading By Navin Manik

My good friend, fellow poet and gifted narrator, Navin Manik, has posted a fantastic reading of my poem, Open Casket, a poem from my upcoming book, “One Petal At A Time.” He did such an amazing job, putting in appropriate pausing and inflection, he captured it beautifully (disclaimer at the end of the video). […]

The Inner Child Speaks – Final Interview

The last installment of my interview with our good friend and amazing storyteller, Nigel Byng. Please be sure to like, subscribe and share, and look for my book on Prolific Pulse Press later this month, very exciting!

The Inner Child Speaks – Part 3

My good friend, fellow poet and grand storyteller has posted the latest installment of the series of interviews with me. Please see below to continue reading, and be sure to like, share and subscribe to Nigel’s blog and his great stories!

The Inner Child Speaks – Part 2

Thank you so much, Nigel! For Part 1, please click here.

My new poem “heaven” on Masticadoresusa

steering into stars sails brush indigo skies hearts flutter on boat drifting toward clouds tunnel summons us home silence is the language souls exchanging reflections, deep roots dancing is the love within the light that brings us to softness unsullied beginnings Please visit MasticadoresUSA to read the rest of this poem. Thank you everyone who […]

Prayers in The garden – now live on spillwords Press nyc

showers of Aprilspring from Youwear my sadnessperched on His Graceprayer, blood drippingfrom His Son’s poresin the Garden of Gethsemaneangels tend His woundsladybugs play checkersdance of sparrowsand the mighty larkwhen soon the earthwill grow quiet and dark To read the rest of this poem, please go to Spillwords Press NYC, thank you and happy Easter everyone. […]

my new story “The Blue Pill” live on masticadoresindia

Having had migraines for years, I knew I would need that third pill. No more than 300 milligrams of Imitrex, and I would take that enormous, new, blue blood pressure pill my family doctor just prescribed. I was way too young to be having blood pressure issues. But the unexpected has a way of meandering […]

To All My Readers, you are my family

My big window parading all my friends so close by, yet no one tattled or told me today was the day they would die. Yesterday, the sun was a bit worn-out, and some rain cried while wetting the earth, but still, I saw the new Creeping Jenny’s annual birth. My eyes don’t work well […]