Summer Heat - By Charmaine Candappa In the hot and grimy heat Walking on an intolerable street I saw a lady...

Dragonfly - By Charmaine Candappa Image Source : pinterest   Dragonflies hover motionless Over petals slowly opening Iridescent wings flicker and...

Weekend - By Charmaine Candappa The evening is filled with lively conversations As we sit and enjoy a delicious dinner...

High Tide - by Charmaine Candappa Off the high tide Broken sand dollar shells, slimy sea weeds of green Moon...

SUNDAY CHOICE - Who Is Jesus To You? - By Charles Schokman Image Source : riverviewbaptistcalhoun   Image Source : pinterest To...

The Grinding Stone - By Charmaine Candappa I return to remembered places Seeing the ancient timbers of the storage racks...

Feasting Time - By Charmaine Candappa The whirling April breezes blows through the trees  While the yellow Erabadhu flowers drip...

Reminiscing – by Charmaine Candappa I used to have a difficult time with my birthday. As a child, I found birthdays full...

Childhood memories -The summer holidays - By Charmaine Candappa As a child I would always look forward to spending a...

 Zhade - ( My Jamaican neighbour ) – by Charmaine Candappa Across my home lives Zhade Her eyes are as clear as...

When I pass this Earth – by Charmaine Candappa ( In memory of my brother ) When I pass this earth, the...

Mother's Day Remembrance Poems – by Charmaine Candappa Our mothers live deep inside us. No matter how old we get,...

The Single Star & the Crescent Moon - Happy Eid Mubarak ! - by Charmaine Candappa The Single Star &...

Poem For My Daughter – by Charmaine Candappa Take this necklace and wear it with caring  I have made you more with...

Feasting Time - by Charmaine Candappa The whirling April breeze blows through the trees While the yellow Erabadhu flowers drip...

Keepsakes - by Charmaine Candappa A twig of driftwood with remnants of sand Clinging to its peeling skin. Rocks worn...

Carmel and Damayanthi - "I grieve at the loss of family. I grieve at the loss of friends" - by...

 My Mother Lives in Me – by Charmaine Candappa I see my shadow in the afternoon sun I see her silhouette Trailing...

Pillow Lace – by Charmaine Candappa Memories slice the afternoon stillness As I touch the whiteness of the lace, edged on my...

Gratefulness – by Charmaine Candappa   We sometimes forget to be grateful to the people who have traveled miles and years alongside...