Back to the Secret Beach

In celebration of the end of this year and and the beginning of the New I took a short journey to
A secret beach


On the path to
The secret beach
is a sun dial memorial
With an Inscription
that reads:

Time flies
Suns rise
And shadows fall
Let it pass by;
Love reigns
Forever over all.

It is Anonymous.


Over the bridge
of still waters
the fountains
Have now ceased
And the mallards
Sit meditative
on mirrored water
Among reeds
And yellow
floating leaves.

And the waters of
With their voices, all
Come out to meet me


and coloured
Stones mixed
with driftwood and debris,
the remnants of a multicoloured Life,
Grey now,
greet me as
tenant stands,
Self by the sea,
That leads
to the portals
Of a blue infinity.image

Listen to the Silence

I cannot tell you what to say I cannot tell you what to do tomorrow or today. I can only ask you to be silent

to listen to the voice,

and to what it has to say.

There is a darkness that no soul can imagine, the blackness of the soul not talking to itself or to its source

so let’s just  listen.

Where to get: Free Verse in Useless Times

Just a little shameless self promotion : As you may or may not know, I have been working on publishing my first poetry book and it has now hit the “e-shelves” -“Free Verse in Useless Times”
I really hope you will buy and enjoy it –  the poetry in the collection been described by one reviewer as ” lovely and sometimes profound” it’s $3.99 US and if you do, please also consider leaving a review. Both would mean a lot to me. You can purchase it through iBooks, Indigo and Chapters Kobo or on Smashwords, the self-publishing site that I have used. Here are the links:
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Thanks for considering and again, best of the season and a very happy New Year!

Thank you for your support !


Blue Clouded Streak

Blue Clouded Streak

There is a blue
Clouded streak
In the night sky
As if moon
was shining
But there is
no moon.
There is a blue
Clouded streak
In the night sky,
As if blue day was
covered by
A velvet curtain;
dark ultra blue.
There is a blue
Parted stream in
The night sky
As the day
and its aspirations
Die quietly
Now covered
By purpled
darkness where
Only a solitary pair
Of wings is heard fluttering.

Beach on Infinity


There’s a secret beach I travel to ..

Beach on Infinity


And we walked along

the guarded path

where the pygmy loves

could not tread,

to the sands of the sacred beach

on a sea of infinity,

to that place in the sand

where the setting sun

froze and

stood still as a pearl.

And our dreams crystallized

into cast

grains of salt

all around us.

There with our feet

grounded In the sand

of a cosmos

of a million realities,

Our love became

a piercing of the heart.

Our tears became bubbles

that rose upwards

and burst into the air

that was thick

with the moment

of a golden light,

and with a fleeting


quickly melting

into a night of stars.

From “Free Verse in Useless Times” by PWChaltas

One and the Same

One and the Same

We start poetry,
Prose, and life with “I”,
When we can start
Inclusively with “we”,
And some start
Only with “she”
Some profess vehemently

We are alone
We are free,
But the story is not yet
Not yet done.
In time
We return
And we see
We are connected as the One