The Quandary: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Jump high! but keep both feet planted firmly on the ground. Shout aloud! to the top of your voice until even your whispers stir robust winds of change.
Holding On: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
It feels like only yesterday; you would fall asleep in my arms; needed my help to stand and walk. We played silly games and made up stories together. I looked…
Abiding Prayers: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
We came here to pray, eyes clasped, hands closed; squeezed together between narrow chapel pews. They inspire us to dream. We are the ones longing for miracles, hoping to break…
Someone: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Have you ever met someone who finishes your sentences; someone with whom you can communicate without saying a word; someone who tickles your funny bone and coats your heart with…
Voices: a poetry by Kevin Isaac
A spectral figure – a man apart. His weary dreams, nourished with tears, hang by a thread, as his faith grows disillusioned with disappointment. In spare time, he walks alone,…
Face theatre: a poetry by Kevin Isaac
As if by force of habit, the dance begins; the show takes flight; and the shadow boxing commences. We wake and soon we make the faces we make to face…
At Ease: a poetry by Kevin Isaac
Life is seamless here. The skies retain an exuberant cobalt of endless blue, sprinkled artistically with impressions on a canvass of skinny, white clouds.
Curve balls: a poetry by Kevin Isaac
Every now and then, when you least expect it;life throws up the most unlikely and surprising of surprises.