Acid on the Tree Of all the things in this wide world The saddest is to see Someone who’s drunk from Friendship’s bough Pouring acid on the tree T’was like walking through a leafy, garden lane To the perfect, […]
Memories of Iran You were sleeping the slumber of ages When I first saw you Behind virtue’s veil Folds caressed by zephyrs Of a golden past I loved to watch you sleeping, then My innocence and yours Reposing […]
Ghosts (The eternal pain of Exile) On the windswept plains of ancient Pars Ghosts stir from half a century’s slumber: Persian valleys, blossom-heavy boughs And Khayyam’s whispering, silver streams Persian winds scent Seychelles nights with perfumes from another life Long-forgotten […]
The Lost and (Never) Found by Glynn Burridge Comes a time in most’ our lives When bad luck does the rounds Life no more’n a ruined house With pieces all around That’s when you gotta keep it real Get yourself […]
Cinnamon by GlynnBurridge It seems cinnamon has always been Scented trees among the panoply Lending the air sweet perfume Rolling down green hillsides Towards a sapphire sea The treasure of another time When spices, like gold, Were sought throughout the […]
Shanghai Ample shade of elm-entwined boulevards Pardons sprawling lines of cars Flanked by Shaolin temples & Starbucks In their steamy, modern marriage Contours of grand buildings etched in penciled neon Cause evening’s skyline to gently sizzle Lighting the smiles of […]
Tempest Our old sailing beauty Yaws dizzily in her century-old duel with a drunken sea Tossed again between spiteful, wind-tormented waves and a leaden sky Ancient planks hewn from a long-forgotten forest shriek out in pained falsetto Drowned by the […]
The Seychelles-based Burridge is, in reality, a writer and a legendary figure in these parts. He sports a trim goatee and a fugitive grin. The bespectacled author is also a tourism consultant and freelance copywriter. The compelling nature of his narrative imparts an aura of mystery to his persona and his tales.
