"Brothers" poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

  Text: There are glimpses of gods and stars In the slow sips of brilliance and wisdom Over whiskey talks and whistle chats Between fragile hearts into the early hours Bandaging with brusquely-brothered gauze Everything you hope will stay intact

Creatures of the light

"Creatures of the light" poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: He found me in a sunny patch He came to me across the stream With careful steps, wet-cold from spring Dark eyes locked fast on mine   Whispered low in open verse I heard his unvoiced question My wonder showed in his surprise Our shared anticipation   Sister, why do you sit here, Far […]

Past the cloud

Past the cloud, poetry by Roshan Grossman

To the best sister Tips of toes to top of ladder Fingers reaching past the cloud Grasping for the stars that scattered As you donned your draping shroud I’ll bring them by you one by one Collected in the hands of time Waiting ready when your eyes lift And the darkness illumine