Quiver

Echoes of heartbreak Still tremble at the fringes In a quivering fade

Text: Echoes of heartbreak Still tremble at the fringes In a quivering fade

Waited

Waited - I waited for you / In the same way / The light of day burns / To greet the night - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: I waited for you In the same way The light of day burns To greet the night

Choose

Choose - a poem by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: And one day it’s a bit brighter And one day you choose To live in the light

Find me

"Find me" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: And when you find me I’ll be here, content In my mixed up stories Light and dark Ocean and fire At ease in the odds

Horizon

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

Text: Pull the horizon to your chest Wrap its living edges around your shoulders Embrace the smouldering light Of new beginnings and the close of days

Two sides of the moon

"Two sides of the moon" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: I’ve landed on this rock After circling round the sun Coming so close to burning Out of time Out of breath From dodging meteors Inhaling stardust And I know you Found in the same way A landing place On this rock Two sides of the moon Darker with our shadows And brighter with our […]

Bird in flight

"Bird in flight" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Sing your way Over dusty roads Fine-feathered flame With wisdom eyes   Catch the sun In your bright notes Lifting high With dream-tipped flight   Grace the sky In the morning light Through mossy clouds Of dew reclaimed   Find your home At the mountain’s peak Your rebel’s roost For songs untamed

One

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

Text: When the quiet threatens to devour me I thunder back A voice lit with a thousand lights Orchestrated into one resistance

Morning light

"Morning light" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: In the morning light You’ll see my scars Hidden from last night’s eyes Notes of where I’ve been Who I’ve known And unknown All of what worked Then fell apart And my waking hope is You’ll remember Writing in the dark

She teaches me

"She teaches me" poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: She whispers simple words To the wishing star Remembering in the morning light What she forgot to say at night Because, “stars are still in the sky Even when it’s day, Mommy”   She chooses earrings for me and asks If she can blush my cheeks She’s hopeful That I’ll wear the long floral […]