Friend in Need

This is a collaboration with J.

Let me crawl in your blue sweater
Curl up in your grey couch
Fill this empty air with a fragrant coffee
And the simple sound of your acoustic guitar
Sit with me in my sadness
and love me as I am

I love you as you are
with cloudy eyes of pain
Harmonise your breathing
with a song
Humming in nothingness
We’ll wander without aim
My shoulder
where your soul’s laid bare
Your heart
tended with care

Slow Down

Slow down
New mother
Hold those chubby feet
Take in the wonder of new life

Slow down
Jump in that muddy puddle
Enjoy the fun of being messy

Slow down
Let the rain soak your skin
Cherish the moment of surprise

Slow down
Young man
Take in the pain of a heartbreak
Experience the depth of love

Slow down
Plait your little girl’s hair
Teach her the art of patience

Slow down
Old man
Stretch your legs in the sun
Remember your life in the light

#cassaquote – 46

The world is too fast.
Quality is compromised.
Truth is the sacrifice.

This quote is in response to The V Pub’s post on a quote by George Orwell. ‘If people cannot write well, they cannot think well, and if they cannot think well, others will do their thinking for them.’


This is a collaboration with Benjamin Grossman. I asked Ben to write with me in the hope that it would help me to overcome some difficult emotions. I think this poem achieved just that. I love the last line with all capital letters. It is exactly how I feel about emptying negative emotions by putting up a good fight, even it means shouting.

Hafiz and Me

I long to
live like Hafiz
content with buttering the sky
or catching the happy virus
and singing beneath the stars

In fact
the kettle is whistling
a background music
for me
to paint an outlandish face
in front of a disco light lit mirror
in the middle of
a starless night

Writer’s note:
Reference to Hafiz poems –

Buttering The Sky

on my shoes,
boiling water,
toasting bread,
buttering the sky:

That should be enough contact
with God in one day
to make anyone

The Happy Virus

I caught the happy virus last night
When I was out singing beneath the stars.
It is remarkably contagious –
So kiss me.

A State of Mind

It’s hard to to get into gear today.
Lunch time passed without me noticing the absence of breakfast.
I looked at the to do list trice and pretended nothing to do.
I sat very close to the window so daydreaming on clouds wasn’t too obvious.
Black coffee was kept warm by the sunlight through the window
while my cheeks sensed the burn.
I’ve never felt so good about being stuck in the present.
Tomorrow doesn’t need to come, really, stay here, right now!

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