This is a poem that I wrote describing a bird known as a Nightingale. It is a tale about the song that the Nightingale sings and the crowd that gathers each night because of the beautiful tune. The tune causes listeners to experience both sadness and joy. I describe its habitat and create an understanding that the Nightingale has been around for a long time and will be for a long time to come singing his song.

A poem about my love of mellow music.

Short story.

While protecting ourselves from the trillion voices daily clamouring for our attention, do we inadvertently tune out the Voice that really matters?

Can you hear what I see?
Can you see what I hear?

Poem about my deafness and what I hear… and what I see.

The sounds I heard during a bright mid fall day.

A poem about feelings of emptiness.. .

I wrote this poem when I was having hard time in my life. It’s a really deep and emotional poem.

There are sounds which are memorable like the sound of the drum of Burundi as well as the sound of the music played by Ludwig Beethoven and Wolfgang Mozart. There are others sounds like the barking of the dogs and the falling of the leaves on the ground in the fall.

A different kind of poem. Slightly dark.