Order. It pervades all things, inextricably linking what we sense in this world with what we cannot beyond it. It’s everywhere. The stars above, and the galaxies…

There is a moment in the still night air That passes by a pair of swollen feet, A moment when each heart submerged in prayer…

I entered On The Not So Many Things I Cannot Stand into the poetry pot luck and Bryce J. nailed it. The On-the-spot prompt was Good…

You lay upon that ledge of death and grabbed My hand, I begged you not to let it go, But saw the razor edge of…

I have no tears left to shed for you, No sympathetic words slide off my tongue, The salty streams of sympathy you’re due Evaporate upon…

It’s fascinating how a stone may lie Deep  down beneath a hundred miles of earth, And stay there as a billion years go by To…

I’ve strolled this river often thinking why I find myself attracted to its shore, And after some such strolling, can’t deny The reasons why it…

The thing about forgetfulness is that A creature that someone believes you know Has left the rocky perch where once it sat And wandered off…

I tried to capture into the confines of a sonnet the gist of Shaykh Amin’s insights into the conclusory verses of Surah Al-Qasas (the chapter of…

There aren’t so many things I cannot stand, But of the ones I cannot stand at all Are: handshakes feeling like they’ll break my hand,…