Song

Song - Whistle me a sweet song / From the mountain's air born / To the ocean's breeze blowing - by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Whistle me a sweet song From the mountain’s air born To the ocean’s breeze blowing Advertisements

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

Ancestors of the night

"Ancestors of the night" poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Walk tall, ancestors of the night, Dark shadows of your golden youth When your quick tongues Learned the wisdom of Silence   Walk far into the deepest dark Pulling time in chains of glass Across the sanded shores of planets Spun from rays of stars   Stride proud and bold Across breathless skies in […]

Unreckoned

"Unreckoned" poetry by Roshan James, Kitchener Waterloo, Ontario, Canada

Text: I am the deep, dark waters The tide pulling from the shore I am the moon’s reflection Broken Shimmering over I am salted drops For the horizon unclaimed And a roar on these chasmed lips I am the terror of sinking below And the riptide unreckoned

Shore

"Shore" poetry by Roshan James, Kitchener, Waterloo, Ontario, Canada

  Text version: I’m standing on this ledge Staring out into the sea And I can’t see the horizon For the clouds that darken the shore But I stand I still stand Waiting out the storm