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


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

Text: Timeless is The song of the sun rising after A warm and sleepless night Wrapped up in endless conversations

Country love song

"Country love song", poetry by Roshan James

Warm summer nights Sweet sultry air Will you come to my door? Will you kiss me right here?   Will you sing to me sweetly This old country song The one with two lovers Bravely taking night on The one where he loves her And she loves him too A song warm and lovely A […]


Practice, poetry by Roshan Grossman

With practice A voice gets warmer Stronger With words repeated Spirits can be lifted Up through the rafters So sing, sing This new song That brings with it Not just hope But life The first preceding The last And the last Anticipated By the first Forged and fortified Through practice Perfected

A mermaid’s tale

Here sits no Atargatis Nor Siren with signal false, Half-creature of the deep I sing on my sun-warmed rock In glad repsonse, To a fateful lover’s call, To my soul’s searching question, Calming the sea Drawing ships to safe harbour

The call

A heart Calling to another One beat, one beat A song Sung to another Repeat, Repeat A poem Written for another A heated suite