Midnight Cycling
Closest to midnight โWe swish past sleepy villages at full speedcoming back from the only bar in town.Someone somewhere shouts:โYOLO! You. Only. Live. Once.โIโm...
Author: Khaya Ronkainen
Khaya Ronkainen writes poetry, creative nonfiction and fiction. This blog explores all things writing and living, aka personal history, cross-cultural experiences, nature, language, and the many ways people carry home within and across borders.
The Night is Quiet
The night is quietand stealing kisses is the gameI play only with you.
This is Country
Hoppers chirpBees hum Fostering speciesFlowers bloom Cotton cloudsBlot the sky Breeze waftsThe sun shines Noon whispersAsserting calm Tractor distractsA wader s...