Victory for the timid.

Gentle silences Like a snowfall Soft, hushed Soothing as a whisper Of summer wind Quite as the passage of stars. Pretty punches On my chest Noises I do not fathom Unaccustomed sounds Sounds of adoration Exotic look Dazzling beauty Seditious And movement Hips leak of sensuous promise The smile Oh, the innocuous smile Red roses … Continue reading Victory for the timid.

Climbing Mt Kenya. Part Four.

Have you ever seen the sunrise over the mountains at dawn when the ground is still wet with dew, water still frozen to ice as if moaning the absence of sun during the night, snow converting slowly to a pool of water trickling subsequently down their accustomed path, serene, peaceful and your breathing disorienting the … Continue reading Climbing Mt Kenya. Part Four.