Strange garden

"Strange garden" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Your care-bronzed tones Holding the steady flow Of words thick With quietly churning thoughts And a breath-catching gaze Drew me over my wall and yours Landing me in this strange garden Of new and old worth exploring Advertisements

Time’s glass walls

"Time's glass walls" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Let me live in this dream Where we meet beyond Time’s glass walls

Dream-walk

"Dream-walk" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: I dream-walked and found you In the same city we met The same old places We walked at night Among city lights And it felt no different So friendly and familiar Even this many years after The moment We didn’t know was our last

Hello and goodbye

"Hello and goodbye" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: What do I know Of hellos and goodbyes? They both happen When you least expect

Often

"Often" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Speak to me often In lines from songs That make your eyes dance And your lips curl easily Into a smile

Deeper

"Deeper" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: It was a deeper wound than I thought For whenever the sky darkened And the earth was musky in rain lust I could taste the ache in my bones

Across

"Across" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Catch me in a glimpse they call ‘falling’ When really I’m free-wheeling Across the cosmos

Well

"Well" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: You are my deep well Of longing After the rain

Weakness

"Weakness" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: You are your weaknesses It’s inevitable They are part of you But they don’t make you less Rather more Of who you are And who you need to embrace In kindness

Tiny planet

"Tiny planet" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: It looked so beautiful Round and Reams of blue marbled with A deep, sun-fed green, cool To the touch, and warming On sight, fields dotted with Yellow, white Buzzing with micro-life Beckoning us from Beyond, enticing our Energy, optimistic In what could be if We found our Self embodied And inhabiting This tiny planet