Trove

"Trove" poetry by Roshan James

Moments between Moments Can you steal just a few? When all you really want Is a trove constant Outside Of time spent like coins Casually jingling In pockets of frivolity Wasted For seeming too little to matter Advertisements

Paper crowns

"Paper crowns" poem by Roshan James

Kings and Queens With paper crowns What will you do When morning comes? When over-grand Your gestures err And smokened black The breathing air When people ask What will you know? Wisdom-less A showy show? Will you humbly Cede your lack? Or, blowing, heat A hollow stack? How do you play At life so well? […]

For the seeds

"For the seeds" poetry by Roshan James

And for Amos Is the tree ever ready To lose its leaves as one season ends And the wind changes direction? Its seeds scatter the ground Feeling the loss of their source Too soon strewn With each cold kiss of wintry breath Branches wave Remembering a warmer dance Scripting against cloudened sky The root’s exquisite […]