The older I get #2: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
The older I get the more I relish the quiet tranquillity of my own company. I reflect more on life’s simple gifts, like beautiful unexpected smiles, vivid flowers sprouting wild…
Too Soon: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
The melody of your voice still waltzes outside my door, and the dance of your smile still touches and soothes my ears.
So Long: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
I know you’re gone But I still hear your laughter ringing off the walls. I feel you intently as your fresh, hearty giggles stop by for a light breakfast. I…
Footnotes: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Slow down and let your breath savour these few remaining pockets of pristine air before they become too bitter and murky to inhale.
Footnote: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Slow down, let your soul savour the few remaining pockets of pristine air before they become too bitter and murky to inhale.
Tomorrow: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Because tomorrow is now take a bit more time and inhale daylight. Soak up the sun; and ingest the fragrant memories of lighter days. Let the rains pretend to kiss…
The Pursuit: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
How much stuff must one accumulate in pursuit of fulfilment before the quest leads to emptiness; before one understands that happiness is not a destination but a journey.
The Fog: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Take the house, and the land on which it sits. Nip the car in the drowsy driveway. Seduce the overfed bank accounts, and fill your pockets with the useless jewellery…
Bend in the Road: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
The arch of time bends sometimes, unexpectedly. It finds new paths and meanders like a burgeoning river. It runs deep and long but surrenders to the sea. Time is a…