Sunday Talks

Women Wordsmiths And Christmas By Pushmaotee Subrun

My Mother, My Terrestrial and Celestial Muse I am missing you mum; this photo sends me reminiscing, About the loving pa...

*Warmth* On a small table that folds up in the corner of the sunshine yellow room a piece of wax moulded by troubled ha...

Merry Christmas in the Times of Covid Snow cut into the macadam of the road, A sledge trundled past with much effort, S...

13. DREAMS I get up startled, The night still covers the world With a dark veil, The morning waits for its turn To cudd...

MORNING DEW It's been snowing all night and day All around, layers of fresh snow… Young ones dream of Santa on sleigh A...

December, the oldest month of the year, is the youngest one, really and truly! The month of the birth Of christ the sav...

The Beneras Skyline I try to navigate my way Through the dark by lanes of Beneras I seek refuge in His coiled braid I m...

PEACE! WHERE ARE YOU? As the world celebrates another Christmas and New Year, There are many in this world living in un...

SANTA’S CAROL The fruity blossom blew in the air The school children knew it’s winter; Warmth of sweater came through t...

THE STREET ENTERTAINERS It is the sense of profound insecurity that leads you to them! You will find them sitting comfor...