The poet must swim in the sea of his heart To scour its bed for the pearls of his love, And string them in verse…
I wrote a little something to encourage my children to fast this Ramadan. Sixteen hours is a looooong time. Come on, lil’ one, don’t break your…
I wrote this poem to welcome the wife of my cousin Zubair into our family. Thanks to Abi Mustafa for bringing this poem to life…
I am in beautiful Leeds visiting with my brother, and enjoying the English countryside. Today, I accompanied my brother and my lovely nieces to The…
As you lay on your belly and wonder If you can just crawl to the end Of the carpet so you can reach under What…
I was recently informed of being awarded second place for Highland Park Poetry’s 2012 Poetry Challenge. The theme was Seasons/Siblings, and my entry, Children of…
I saw a man the other day, Somewhere in Bolingbrook, Who curiously sent my way A long and knowing look. And I in turn stared…
How Winter loved his sister, Spring, Though all that he did well preserve, (Yes, each and every little thing) She meddled in without reserve; But…