Brazumba with Mitsy

Apart from the fact that I look like a total idiot next to the Brazumba teacher, I had fun 🙂 awesome workout!

Dirty Thoughts

This is called a Villanelle. A beautiful sing-song form of poetry. In this piece, I speak of my own mental torture. I pray that…

Petals

Petals By Jasmaine Payne I tell him that the smell of beer on his breath turns me on, and herein lies my gloom. I…

Revival

  It’s amazing how life’s little coincidences can evoke epiphanies.   So here I am, a lazy writer, depriving myself of valuable sleep at…

A world of their own

A world of their own By Jasmaine Payne A writer paints his words like freehand art and wonders not from whence his muse appeared….

Latrodectus

This was the first poem I ever wrote that I can honestly say I really felt. I had to dig deep inside myself to…

No Romeos in Hell

This is unfinished, but I thought I’d post anyhow. Needs one tiny addition which I will make later, but take a look: No Romeos…