A crystal ball for a fairy child
To watch the starry sky roll by?
A liquid gem for an elfin boy;
To take delight in a treasured toy? Continue reading→
A Summer Shower (Through the Seer’s Eyes #15)
Tufts of steel-grey clouds roll by • Painted by the wind across the canvas of the sky • Soft as a sigh, a rain shower follows behind • Continue reading→
The Immortal (Through the Seer’s Eyes #14)
Long have I watched • throughout the years • Man’s games of control • born of fear • I’ve seen him rise through the passage of time • From the grotesque to the refined • Continue reading→
A Straw Hat with Red Cherries (Through the Seer’s Eyes #13)
Lulled into drowsy reverie • Down a lane lined with purple Jacaranda trees • Carried by the bus I watch the world go by • A verdant blanket of fallen blooms • Aglow in the candid light of noon • The sun climbs high in the South African sky • Continue reading→
The Perfect Moment (Through the Seer’s Eyes #12)
Where a clouded sky of layered grey • Bends to meet the silver sea • As though in a shimmering oyster shell • A sailing boat completes • the artistry Continue reading→
The Eagle’s Gift (Through the Seer’s Eyes #11)
On the banks of a stream • Where crickets sing and • bullfrogs dream • I played my drum in the full moon’s gleam Continue reading→
The Desert Storm
A flock of foam • In the azure dome • A little cloud appears • In lightening arrayed • With a thunderous display • It grows and draws near • Continue reading→
Moon on the Lake (Through the Seer’s Eyes #9)
On the porch of a log cabin home
A father and son sit alone watching the moonlit lake
Inside by a lantern’s light
Her song drifting into the night
Mother kneads the bread she’ll bake Continue reading→
The Deeper Meaning of My Poetry
Question: do your poems hold a deeper meaning such as principles of your teachings? Almine’s Answer: Yes, my hope is that you can peel back their layers as you discuss them amongst yourselves. The Albatross, for instance, sees with an eternal perspective. He seems to see beyond the next horizon. The hope of the future… Continue reading→
The Eagle (Through the Seer’s Eyes #8)
A barren tree as a throne
A majestic eagle sits alone
Surveying his vast domain
He sees the sun-baked fields;
the shimmering distant hills
Like a python snake across the plains Continue reading→